Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Sexism


My issue: 
When a woman is doing a man's job they are called a strong woman, an independent lady, and inspiring figure. However, when a man is doing woman's job, like cleaning, taking care of the children, or being a nurse, we say that they are feminine guy, sissy, weak, and the list goes on and on. 

My question: WHY? 

Why can't we accept equality among HUMAN, not man nor woman, HUMAN equality. 
Do you think it is easier to become a single dad than a single mom? 
Do you think a man is weak to cry from relationship breakup? 
Do you think it's wrong for a man to greet his wife from work? 

My argument: 
We always talks about women's power. Feminism. 
Yet, when a man is doing 'girly' stuff, we tease them for being such a p***y. Such a girl. Such a WEAK. 
And if you are a woman, you should be ashamed of yourself, because you think a girl is weak. 
That is like spitting up to the air.
And if you are a man, I hope no woman would fall for you. 

My example: 
When I was in secondary school, I always hated my PE class. I admit that I am kaki bangku (can't play football). But for my school, not knowing how to play it is somehow a disease. So, my PE teacher literally forced me to play and if I refuse, he'll cane. I explained to him my kaki bangku situation and asked for permission to play volleyball instead. His answer to me, oh wait for it, 'That's a girl's game.' 
The entire 60 minutes of the chasing ball games, I just stood there in the middle watching the ball being kicked. He never knew that I am good in volleyball, well at least WAY much better than football. 

Another example came from an event a few years back. A friendly conversation turns into an awkward silence and I'm sure a volcanic eruption anger in my inner universe, when someone close to me suggest that I should go to gym to 'build my character.' The rest is history. I rather go to hell if heaven accept people that don't accept me for who I am. My belief taught me how to LOVE

We set our world to a lot of laws and regulations, mostly are stupid. 
We darken our students with grades. 
We says only a man should be the head of the organisation. 
We believe an answer to sins is hell. 
We think skirts is for ladies and pants for men. 

Think about this, why we called a coward p***y and a bad man d**k? 

Yet again, we think we are free minded generation. 
Sexism isn't sexi. 

bla bla bla...

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Undergrad grades.

I was in the bottom of my greatest valley of disappointment when I received my final semester's grades for Maths, which revealed that my very best is not enough to give me desirable grades. 
What more worse than after busting my butt out the entire semester, receiving insult after another, burning the midnight oil to prove something, until I worn myself out, it doesn't change the fact that I AM STILL SUCK in Maths. 

Way out of misery is what I seek for the entire week. If anyone or anything can give me a key to self-confidence once more, I would do anything to have it. However, nothing works.
At that time (and still at the moment), I am joing preparation class for IELTS. In addition to those 'You suck in Maths' moment, my grammar was so poor that I have to count on my 18-yo friend to teach me. 
I was at the wrong place in so many ways that very moment. 
My self-esteem was out of reach. 
My inner peace was at war. 
My physical and emotional energy was in debt. 
My happiness currency was at it lowest, going invaluable. 

Then, I use the power of friendship and respect to regain those lost feeling again. Not stumbling down to this, but I seek for comfort in my truest friend and teacher, Mr Reynoso. He said, 
'Let me tell you...nobody cares about college grades once you leave college!  So forget about them! If you tried your best that is all that matters.  Grades do NOT determine how successful you are going to be in life.  Good grades don't make you a good teacher.  Good grades don't make you a good person.  Good grades are only good for when you are in college...'

I jumped off my seat in realization that, 'F**k! What have I become?'
Those words and the fact that I notice very little to the fact that I only received 2/5 grades, this ain't the end! 
The REAL reality kicks in when officially, I can graduate (which was a struggle to get), I pass with honours, and now I am going for the IELTS with confidence creamed with 'There is nothing stopping you--expect for yourself'

Dear friends, your struggle was mine before, and still is.
 However, if you stop now, you won't be getting your real desirable result, which is waiting for you in the future. 
It’s hard. Yes. 
But to get the sharpest samurai blade is when they are knock and burned for so many times in long hours. 
After that, you'll be as clear as the blade's surface and you'll cut all the obstacles in front of you. 

Thank you struggles. Thank you teacher. Thank you life.  
Thank YOU, now I finally found my piece of mind once more. 

xoxo
The struggling dreamer.