Thursday, July 22, 2010
Marriage ( I think there's a post before with the same title. Ah well.)
One of the favourite topics between people my age nowadays, be it male or female.
Why?
Because everyone's getting married now! At the tender age of 21. Yes, tender. HAHAH. I don't think we deserve to be called 'ripe' yet. Depends on what's your definition of 'ripe' lah.
I learned that UIA students will get some sort of benefits if they're married. And when I tell this to Mum, she said that the uni did that to menggalakkan orang berkahwin and she wondered why on Earth should you encourage students to get married when they haven't even finished studying and there are lots of things to do because you're YOUNG for crying out loud!
Because you see, the common age for people getting married in Malaysia is like 25 for perempuan lah, so when 21 year old girls decided to get married, it sent a signal to most brains that she's not ready yet! "She's a baby, she can't get married." "21? Dah abes blaja ke belom?"
OK,then I said to Mum...
"Diorang taknak kasi budak-budak buat maksiat la tu, nak elakkan maksiat."
Then Mum replied, with an unusual high-pitched voice..
"SAPA SURUH PEGI BUAT MAKSIAT?!"
HAHAHAHHAHA
May I remind you, Mother, that teens nowadays aren't like teens in your days.
I won't say what are the differences as I don't wish to offend anyone.
But I dare say that even you know the differences.
But then again, jodoh is decided by God. When you're getting married, you're getting married.
*******
Mum and I went to Giant last week. We had to get susu Ensure for Tokmak. I don't know if I'm the last person on Earth to have noticed this but many of the baby formula/susu are locked inside a glass cabinet. So, I went to check on the prices of those baby formulas. RM60. RM50. Wow. No wonder my parents don't let me to get married so early. Not only you have to live by yourselves, you've to pay your own bills, the rents, the food, the house, the car(s), the minyak and worst of all, the commitment. Hahaha. Belom ada baby duet dah mengalir macam air.
"Blaja bagi abes dulu." Ye ma.
"Pastu get a good job." Ye yah.
"Then kumpul duet, when the right time comes, then you wanna get married, get married lah."
Ye yah, ye ma.
I can't believe I'm grown up enough to be writing about this *sobs*
At my age, the topic is fun to talk about, but to actually be in it, uuhh... no comment. Nobody knows when the time's gonna come because it's already decided by Him. :)
I'm not saying I want to get married now, though.
Tapi bukan orang dulu 18 pon dah kawen ke? OK OK dah abes bye!
Monday, July 5, 2010
Uncertainty
Life after graduating is full of uncertainty.
It's not certain if you'll ever get a job.
It's not certain if you'll ever get a sponsorship for ACCA.
It's not certain what kind of results you'll get for your ACCA exams.
It's not certain what kind of job you'll get, if you ever get a job that is.
It's not certain what will become of you once you've got the job.
It's not certain that your boss won't be a psycho freak like those in the movies.
It's not certain that you'll be accepted by your new colleagues.
I'm not sure whether to take ACCA full time, or while working.
All I'm saying is,
I miss my student life, which I think, passed me by so so so so so so very quickly.
And to make it worse, I only have ONE convocation ceremony! Which means there will be only ONE time I'll be receiving a a crappy teddy bear wearing a mortar board with a wooden stick protruding from its a** and being beautifully surrounded by flowers. Blargh! HAHHA.
It's not certain if you'll ever get a job.
It's not certain if you'll ever get a sponsorship for ACCA.
It's not certain what kind of results you'll get for your ACCA exams.
It's not certain what kind of job you'll get, if you ever get a job that is.
It's not certain what will become of you once you've got the job.
It's not certain that your boss won't be a psycho freak like those in the movies.
It's not certain that you'll be accepted by your new colleagues.
I'm not sure whether to take ACCA full time, or while working.
All I'm saying is,
I miss my student life, which I think, passed me by so so so so so so very quickly.
And to make it worse, I only have ONE convocation ceremony! Which means there will be only ONE time I'll be receiving a a crappy teddy bear wearing a mortar board with a wooden stick protruding from its a** and being beautifully surrounded by flowers. Blargh! HAHHA.
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