Throwback: The Choices That Dare to Cross My Path Will Be Taken Out and Shot
Written on February 15, 2009. Ah, life is bliss. Sort of. But with new hopes rising on the horizon, you can bet that I'm gonna be the last person to give it all up. But the road ahead... Oh, man. That road. Sticks and stones would be more than welcome... but this? I mean, I'm actually having to rely on my own ability to save myself from a pit into which someone else pushed me! I mean, I have to study, to get good marks... Oh, woe is me! [Was this written yesterday?] Well, apart from that, all's well in God's own Country. Or as I like to think of it, God's Own Forsaken Male Chauvinistic Pigsty. And you got to agree that it is a terrible pain if a girl can't go for a f***** movie without having to rely on a whole bodyguard consisting of her father, elder brother, paternal and maternal uncles and an army of cousins. Plus the baby brother to accompany her if she wants to say, buy popcorn, or pee. 'Cause, you see, I'm kinda used to the looks I attract ...