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Things That Annoys The Ikan Out of Me

Have you ever been in a situation when you simply wanna run your car over someone or you would just want to put a knife through someone’s gut? Okay, not so violent la . But, most of us have those instances when tiniest of things would annoy the fish out of our sane selves.

You see, as much as I’m not a very choosy or particular person (I’m very low maintenance like that laa),  I’m so easily annoyed that I can even write a blog post out of it. So, here it goes, some of my pet peeves, which you possibly (hopefully) could relate to as well :

1.Indecisiveness

It usually starts with ‘Where to eat?‘, ‘What to eat?‘ then to “Where to sit in the restaurant?’. Inside my head, I’m basically restricting myself from turning Hulk. I hate it when I have to walk 6000 steps before deciding on a makan place. I’d get silently very annoyed if people weigh their options too long (my time frame is 10 minutes max), before buying something. Although I almost always regret buying things without much consideration, I just don’t like when someone get too analytical before they buy or do something.

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My alter ego : Dey, just pick one! Please!

2. Mistake of Race, Religion, Ethnicity, Language

Ignorant Person A : Eh, you Malayalee right? Don’t celebrate Deepavali ah?

Ignorant Person B : I’m not Chinese, I’m Christian.

Ignorant Person C : My uncle’s neighbour got married to an English woman last week. I’m Eurasian now.

Ignorant Person D : You know how to speak Indian ah? Yes, I even speak tosai and chutney. 

To the above people, sorry, but you should’ve paid more attention to Standard 2 Moral Studies. Not too late, still can use Google to find out about these.

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It’s not rocket science is it?

3. Basic Linguistic Mistakes

I get very annoyed reading when  the words like you’re, your, life, their, there, they’re, live, life – are used in the wrong context. You see, I’m not like the Goddess of English Grammar (I judge correctness of language by how it sounds, if sounds okay means correct la). But sometimes it’s like people don’t even bother to correct themselves with these words. Another thing that annoys me is when UTPians type/write University Teknology Petronas, or Universiti Technology of Petronas.

TOLONG LA! It’s Universiti Teknologi PETRONAS or Universiti Teknologi Petronas. Simple, right? If you insist to translate a proper noun, then I’d humbly like to request you to translate your Indian name in English and Malay respectively. Can ah?

4. When The Mister is Happy* (whilst I’m not having fun)

Yes, you read that right. You see, I’m generally a very nice person *clears throat*. Unless you’re my boyfriend and you’re having fun while I’m busy getting my assignment done. It makes me oh-so-annoyed, that I’d turn into this girlfriend from hell.

Okay, maybe that didn’t come across too well? Let me put it like this. When you’re really really attached to this person, you tend to think that your life is integrated with theirs. Which means, if you’re up all night studying, you’d expect him to live the bore life too? I’m being overly honest here, aren’t I? Fine, I’ll say it. I kinda get annoyed if people have some fun without me. *pulls up blanket to hide the shame*

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When I’m not in the Happy Equation 😛

5. People Throwing Rubbish Out of Their Cars

If only I had the courage of a knight, I’d chase down every idiot who throws rubbish out of their vehicles whilst on the road, and knock them on their dumb heads. But like a true millennial, I don’t try to act heroic and all. I just tweet and whine about it on social media.  But like WHY! Can’t you wait till you reach your destination before you throw that tissue paper? Would that McDonald’s take away bag bite your ears if you kept them in the car before throwing into the dustbin later?

I don’t know why, but it’s almost always people with the more expensive vehicle who’re throwing rubbish out of their cars. I see it almost daily in MRR2 on my way to work. You idiots are one of the reasons of flash flood (but you, the one who’s reading this, I’d never call you an idiot, no! heee..)

As I sat down to write this, I thought I’d never go past #3. But here I am, full of emotions, actually feeling all the annoyance as I type this blog post out. Looks like my list of pet peeves is longer than I thought. Other things that annoy me include :

  • When people think I won a technical essay competition because my ‘English is good.’ or that I got an A for projects/reports because my ‘English is good’. Boo you for saying that to me! My heart cried a little, you know.
  • When people don’t let an immature driver like me to switch lanes

I think I’d better stop now before my keyboard gets annoyed with intense typing.

So, could you relate to any of these at all? Do let me know in the comments. 😀

Credit : A tiny part of the content of this blog post was the brainchild of The Mister who’s the future author of a possibly bestselling book entitled ‘Ultimate Guide to Annoy Your Girlfriend’. 

Confessions of a Confused Feminist

Disclaimer: This post DOES NOT speak for every lady out there. I’d be thrilled if you find it relatable (High five!), but to each, their own.

Weeks back, it was International Women’s Day. So, like every other celebrated days, there were plenty of posts about women in general. Some of the posts about successful women and their stories were definitely inspiring. One word that kept popping was ‘Feminism’.

You see, as much I used to think I was pro-feminism, I was also a hypocrite. Often, I thought that I was on the opposite lane of feminism. Or, was I even confused about what feminism really was? So, here’s a confession piece of a girl, who’s torn between believing in feminism, but also is partially confused about the idea.

So, let me begin what I think is feminism. Feminism, as I believe, is believing in the rights of women, without any discrimination. Feminism seems to be associated with women who are strong, independent, invulnerable, ready to take on the world. I have the highest respect for women like Oprah Winfrey, Michelle Obama and many more who’re extraordinaires. But, what about us, the ‘ordinary’ girls/women?

The Confusion

When there’s a heavy chore to do, or there’s this shady crowded place I’d want to go, I look for my father. When I dress up, I’d secretly expect compliments. When it’s that time of the month, and I feel all grumpy and emotional, I’d expect The Mister to tell me the nicest things and ‘let it go’ if I tried hard to pick a fight. When my cousin brother visits us, I always washed his plates after he has eaten (and I know that I wouldn’t if he was a girl, instead). Weirdly, if he was around whenever I got back from campus, he carried my bag up to my room (note the fact that I carried it down 3 floors in hostel, fine by myself). When I interned in Moo Town, I was the only girl in Production Department. The operators and technicians basically pampered me through internship, even helped me if I was transferring items using a pallet truck. I loved receiving real gifts from The Mister and cheating him with handwritten/drawn notes and cartoon.

I was enjoying the privileges of oestrogen. Does that mean I’m less feminist? 

God forbid if a man has catcalled a woman, or insulted her. He’s dragged to the road and judged upon. But we did ask for equality, didn’t we? We thought that a girl being able to utter F*ck and swear in public is an accomplishment. Why can’t we deal if a man used another swear word against a woman? Boys do that all the time, don’t they?

But no, they can’t do that, you say. Because you are a girl. They should respect you. 

The Misconception

Feminism is not about being able to walk with your multi-coloured bra strap seen through your tank top. I don’t understand this particular idea of modern day feminism. Does it really matter? If I preferred to not show some skin/cleaves, am I any less feminist because I’m not loving my body enough? Am I supposed to be less vulnerable or emotional in a relationship? What about abortion, it’s women’s right, right? Does running without a sanitary pad/tampon during menstruation prove a point about the period stigma? These are all the questions that I have asked myself. Honestly, I still do not  know if I have the right answers for the above questions. But I have a message, both for the ladies and the gentlemen who’re reading this :

Ladies, 

Feminism IS NOT a Boys versus Girls fight. Feminism IS NOT about being independent of men. Feminism IS NOT about bra straps. Feminism is you believing that  any woman deserves the kind of life she wants, anyhow she wants to live it. Feminism is you respecting another woman, regardless of her life choices. Feminism is you giving yourself and another woman the benefit of doubts whenever the situations arises. 

Gentlemen,

Do not deny the ladies in your life the simple pleasures of using you (that’s a little bit one-sided, I know. heeeee…) Okay, seriously, do not tell them to stop doing something just because they’re girls. Don’t make us choose between what we want and  what is ‘conventional’. Also, would you please read One Indian Girl by Chetan Bhagat? If you’re one of those lazy types (see, I’m allowed to stereotype here), I’d make life easier for you, by quoting one of my favourite lines from the book:

“Women want to fly and we also want a beautiful nest” and she asks them earnestly, “Do male birds tell female birds to choose?” – Chetan Bhagat

Okaaay, so this got a lot longer that I initially had in mind. So, that’s pretty much it. Do comment on what are your thoughts about this, I’d love to hear (read them, actually). 😀