Wednesday, January 31, 2007

so yes, i do drink. i'm a drinker, though not a heavy one. i don't find anything wrong with that albeit the fact that i'm pushing the boundaries of my religion, but i've been brought up with the mindset that as long as i'm safe & sound after that and not go to the extreme, i'm fine. as weird as it may sound, my folks don't exactly score an A+ in religion either.

but i've been taught about respect.

see the difference between me and some others that sets me vastly apart from them is that i look at the environment i'm in before i do anything that will send rude comments my way like wildfire. i don't drink when i'm surrounded by those who are bothered by what i do. i don't drink when i'm with people whom are strong in their faith, or who don't drink. i don't drink especially when i am donned with an attire that others will assume that i'm proudly screaming "HEY! I'M DRINKING, BUT IM A MUSLIM!" (because for one obvious reason, i don't wear a headscarf.)

now YOU; you drink, even when you're portraying yourself to be holier-than-thou, in your white jubah & songkok, and proudly claiming you're an Arab.
now YOU; you ask me to keep the drinks coming, even when your speech is slurred and your breath is foul.
now YOU; you indulge in your sins even greater, groping the women you've bought, in public and not giving two fucks whether she likes it or not.
now YOU; you tried to look down my shirt so many times even though it's an innocent polo, when i'm serving you.

and you did all this after you've mentioned the name of Allah in your sentences countless times. let me tell you, even the Egyptian woman who comes in occasionally and even though her sentences & conversations are laced with His name, but doesn't not cover herself up to reveal her eyes only, know better than to contradict herself by drinking.


i'm not holy. i'm not trying to preach. you may say that im only 16, but i can just as well retort that you're probably in your 40s and you should DAMNED WELL KNOW BETTER.



other than work,
had lunch with Rae, Stef & Tommy @ Bakerzin, Paragon yesterday! whoots. the food's good, if you're rich & don't mind wasting money on food that you're only gonna eat a portion of. which according to the portion i was given, isn't really that much.
but it's a lovely feeling, catching up with friends over what we've lost about each other. it leaves you with a warm sense of satisfaction, knowing that you're not forgotten and that they will probably be in your life for quite some time (:

Rae wants to plan a class chalet. haha. let's see that happen.


i've been missing alot more colors lately. even unconsciously, i've been wearing basic colors out (other than my Monkeys polo), and i only realised that when i saw all my other colored clothes in the laundry basin.

i need to find my colors again.