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Sunday, July 6, 2008 , 6:44 PM
I had one of the most ridiculous argument with my mum ever! And i didn't even raise my voice or talk in a nasty tone as a matter of fact i was being polite enough! Me: So can i go out tmr? Mum: No Me: Why? Mum: Why do eu need to go out? Go out later need money. Just stay at home cannot is it? Me: But i meeting Zaf what. At home can do what? I very long time never meet her. Mum: Yeah. Long time never meet. Ask her to come to the house larhs. Me: The house got what? The house is not a mall where eu get to see new things. And everytime eu ask my friend come to the house and then they hafta follow what i say mehs. Mum: Nevermind, eu don't have to go out. I will go out with eu. Papa and i always go out with eu what, we always bring eu to other places. Me: Err... I see eu and pa everyday at home but i dun see Zaf everyday. Mum: Since when did eu get so rebellious! LIKE WADDAHECK LARHS! Hello go out with parents and friends is a completely different thing right. Super different! With your friends eu can do alaf things. But with family eu hafta check ur attitude and everything. When with friends eu dun hafta talk properly, can use whatever language. I wonder if she remembers, 2 years back i was caught for lying and was being beaten by the belt from my dad. Dad ask why i lied and my reply was, "When i want to go out mum always say no. Never give me chance but say no straight away." DOESN'T THIS HIT EU ENOUGH! So eu want me to go back to lying. I was being nice enough for not lying and saying i wanna go out. So next time eu want me say i go library? freakin cock-up arhs. Lie eu scold me, never lie eu give ridiculous excuse for not allowing me to go out. Seriously, when she say she can go out with me. What was going through my mind was "Hello eu are workin. I go out with Zaf also is during ur office hours where eu hafta be in that office of urs if not phone calls after phone calls will come." And bout the rebellious part. Knock knock. Rebellious years was in my lower sec years. Had countless of fights and i even raised my voice. That was the time where i dyed my hair pierced my ears. Lie like shit for so many fuckin times. Not talkin to parents. THAT WAS MY REBELLIOUS TIME! No i've gotten more mature and thought that i could talk to eu better and not havin to lie when i want to go out! Thank god now i can control my emotions better. And cayang ni bukan salah ko larhs. Ko tak de cerita langsung dalam part ni. Jangan guilty eh babe! Ok enough with that. I was very angry at that time but i calmed down after watching this documentary. Children at the brothels. I swear its like the best documentary i've ever watched. It shows children who are born in brothels and there's this women who is trying to get them out form the red light district and get them a better live cause she doesn't want the girls to go into prostitution as well. These kids, their great-grandma was a prostitute, grandma and mother also prostitute and of course they have no choice but to be one. This women, Zana(think thats her name) she's a photographer and came to help the women there but she got attached to their children as well and started to teach them photography which they love very much. I pity these kids lives. Havin to know whats goin on and how they are living in filthy places. The documentary shows these kids photography and i was wow-ed. In my live i've never taken a photo with such deep meanin in the photo. Even with a DSLR my photos were never meaningful. Just tryin to perfect myself with the rules in photography. But these kids, damn they are good. And they go around shooting photos with just a film camera. But the photos that every kid took has a story behind it. The kids even use rules of third unknowingly. There's this kid name Avijit and his photos are the best amongst the rest. He was selected to represent India to go to Amsterdam for a photo conference. When he was explainin his photo (a girl who was wearing a scarf and can only show her eyes with nice background) damn he's good. He said that this photo can show the sadness in the girls live and how she wants to be out there. He's photo damn pro. He's freakin talented cause he's also a fantastic artiste. He won many medals for his paintings. A few days before his departure to Amsterdam his mother died due to a "kitchen accident". His mother pimp burned her to death larhs! This dude is fuckin sick man! Zana was tryin hard to get these kids to a boarding school so they dun hafta stay in a red light district. There were around 7 of these kids and trying to get them into a school was hard cause there were many things to check like for HIV and stuffs. Unfortunately outta these 7 only 2 are still stayin put in the schools. I guess their family dun want them to be so successful bahs. I seriously admire this Zana women for being able to stay in those dirty kinda environment. And how she gives her all to help these kids get a better life and not get into prostitution. I wish i could do something like that as well. Except that i would rather go to Indonesia and help the kids there. Maybe i should one day when i have the guts. |
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