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Politik, ideologi dan populariti. Adakah wajar untuk kita mengatakan ini penting dalam kehidupan?   Populariti; Hari ini jika anda tidak popular - tiada siapa mahu mendengar, melihat dan mengetahui. Guru lebih mudah diterima jika mempunyai rupa, penyanyi lebih mudah dijual jika mempunyai cerita dan pelakon lebih senang difahami jika mampu petah berkata-kata. Bukan ilmu, bakat dan minat menjadi ukuran. Cukup sekadar tontonan ribuan, cukup sokongan “like” jutaan dan cukuplah sekadar setua jagung dalam berkata-kata maka berilmu, berakal dan berakhlak lah sudah untuk dijadikan pejuang, pemimpin dan pewakilan dalam masyarakat. Kuasa, pengaruh dan suara hanyalah hiburan kepada mereka yang leka. Mereka berfikir cukuplah jika yang indah, cukuplah yang gagah dan cukuplah yang petah berdiri menjadi pemimpin. Sedangkan perancangan, kesabaran dan kesetiaan amatlah penting untuk mewujudkan kestabilan dalam masyarakat. Jika kita terus bersenang dengan pendekatan populariti - maka janganlah terkejut

Around 4years ago I met a guy. It wasn’t suppose to meant anything. I was down and heartbroken and he was available. I spend a night at his place and that was a mistake. A mistake that eat me up ever since. I was in love. I’m still in love. I dunno. It was stupid. It’s stupid! The guy is so perfect. He is perfection. And the worse part is that I don’t even like him cause he is cute and good looking. I wish it could be just the appearance so that I could be shallow and blaming myself for being stupid in love with look. But NO! I wrote a list of a perfect person that I wanted to be my partner when I was 15. It was a list that have almost 30 stuff in it and he fit everything. I don’t know what God trying to do. But OH GOD! I can’t stop even a moment not thinking about him. You make the perfect person and show me the perfect person and the perfect person is out there - I can’t have him. i know I don’t deserve him. I did even told him about this obsession. And it make w

I write because I want to feel empowered by my own thought. It is in my head, apart of me and my other self that I often keep to myself. So today I’m going to write a little bit about bully. Its a word that make me who I am today. I’m a bullied victim. Verbally, people call me _ pondan/sissy _stupid/bodoh _ugly _fat _poor/miskin Being 30, I still got people say those thing behind me or directly at me. Those words hurt me especially bila aku umur 9 tahun - 12tahun.. like really hurt me at that time; I got parent who don’t want me be friend with their son/daughter and call me “miskin”. I go to the toilet during recess and boys will call me “pondan”. I can’t even pee in peace and literally they say I got a small penis. I still remember at age of 12.. in December year 2000, I told myself- I don’t want to be that “atan” no more. I realize I have my own name and I’m going to be a different person. Now those negative words still lingering around me but it’s