Why Would I Write

Category: Thoughts

  • Traffic cops are a menace.

    Traffic cops are a fucking menace. Never in my life have I ever exclaimed to myself, “thank God there was a traffic cop!” When are they ever helpful? NEVER!

    Why are they there to replace perfectly working lights? I understand the reasoning for them to be there when the lights are broken. But when they’re not?! Since when can a man do a machine’s job better? The fucking machine was built for this very purpose. A machine that doesn’t know anything other than to regulate traffic flow. Its very reason for existing is to guide cars! And this cop can do it better?!

    It would be funny to see a traffic light kill a traffic cop. Even if I was the one who rammed into the traffic light and made it fall onto the policeman. Serves him right for trying to ‘ease traffic flow’.

    Everyone knows that traffic police are rookies anyways. These guys should be given better things to do– like patrolling the streets looking for mat rempits to strangle rather than wasting their time breathing in carbon monoxide in the middle of rush hour traffic.

    I realized I wrote about traffic cops awhile ago as well. See how much they infuriate me?! Even now, 5 months later, things haven’t changed.

  • Politics Schmolitics

    People say that I’m stupid not to vote. Or that I’m irresponsible and that people like me are the reason why our country is in such a sad state.

    Then I started to think about it. Let’s say the battle is won/lost (depending on whether you support the government or not) by one vote. One vote. Technically it could have been my vote- but because I didn’t cast it, wait let me rephrase- exercise my rights because I live in a democratic country, one party lost/won. But then I thought some more- in a country that divided we’re pretty much fucked anyway. Nobody’s gonna make all their promises come true, and even if they do, it won’t necessarily make Malaysia a better country.

    What if BN has been winning just because people believe in them? And that all the scandals and rumors you hear about were just stirred up by the opposition? Well until someone implements a voting system where you have to reveal to everybody who you’re voting for, nobody will truly know if the numbers have been tampered with or not.

    Oops, strayed off topic there. Back to where I was- not voting. I’m not a fan of politics (makes me sound ignorant, I know) and don’t bother keeping up with any of that bullshit. Because I’m not blaming the current government for how our country is now, rather I would like to blame our ancestors. The ones who decided that ‘oh shit! Malaysia should be its own fucking country!’, ‘Yeah! Let’s get rid of the British!’, ‘I don’t think it’s a good idea, but we’ll have a country to call our own!’ and called for independence. Seriously.

    What was so bad about being under British rule? Were they treating us badly? Were we slaves? Were they giving us a hard time? No, I don’t think so! I wasn’t alive back then, I wouldn’t know. But I’m pretty sure if they stayed on, we’d be a hell lot better than this sorry excuse of a country we have. The only thing good about being third world is that everything here is cheaper. And we have a lot of greenery (undeveloped areas lol).

    But really, imagine if they didn’t set us free. Maybe we’d trading in Euros or Pounds. Maybe our government wouldn’t be so corrupt. Maybe we might have more cultured people. Maybe we wouldn’t have mat rempits. Maybe we would be buying Les Paul guitars real cheap. Maybe awesome bands would come down here. Maybe we might even be on the map.

    The only things I ever hear people praise Malaysia about- the good food, the cheap (pirated) goods, and the nightlife. I guess all that makes Malaysia such a great country.

    “The Federation of Malaya achieved independence from the United Kingdom on August 31, 1957.” Maybe the biggest mistake we ever made.

  • CJ7

    WARNING- this post contains some spoilers

    So I just came back from the cinema an hour ago. I watched CJ7- Stephen Chow’s latest film. Halfway through the film when Dicky’s father dies, and they showed the scene in the hospital. Something hit me- the initials CJ stood for Christ Jesus! (okay if you are offended, you can close this page now)
    By the end of the movie, it was pretty clear that CJ7 was a metaphor for JC-

    He came to Earth by extraordinary means. So did the little alien.
    He healed people. CJ7 fixed broken things, made rotten apples fresh.
    He raised the dead. CJ7 raised the dead.
    He died. CJ7 died.

    You start to see the similarities? Anyways, the main thing was that they brought hope and love to people. And by the end of the movie, CJ7 was like practically worshiped by the little kid. The alien gave him so much hope. Maybe Stephen Chow is a Christian and is trying to spread the love of God through his movies.

    Oh both CJ7 and Jesus had awesome facial hair. And the number 7 at the end of his name is such a give away! Why use a divine number if CJ wasn’t divine?

    And Kitty Zhang is teh hawtness.