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...

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. 

12 for '12.

Feliz Año Nuevo

There are just so many things that I wanna do in this lifetime. I dunno if I ever get the chance to fulfil it all, but to even think and dream about it has been the journey for me. 

As a new year came to our senses, we always so excited to start anew with everything, the 'resolutions' shits and stuff. 

For that, we pledge our time in that particular year to do things that we wanna. 

Why? So many reasons that one can give but if that makes you happy, go for it. 

However, I always falls into the same pattern every year. 

I. Can't. Keep. My. Own. Resolution. 

I realize now that those resolutions is sometimes almost impossible to fulfil and the reality is even better than my dreams. 

When you wanna dream, dream BIG! 

Also, I always 'foresee' things in that year and constrained my dreams to the things that I will get for sure, not the thing that push me to do better. 

Reducing the loss value I say. 

So, when you know you will get your Bachelor Degree that year, you don't put 'Get a degree' in your list, bcuz it's not a to-do list, its waiting list. 

Fools! *reminder for myself* 

That is why this year, I'mma do it differently. I called it 'to-do list'. 

It's like buying groceries. You look in your kitchen and look for what sorta things you need to get and write it down. Then you go and buy it based on your list. 

That shop might not have the spices you wanna for your rendang, so you improvise. 

Or they might not have anything you want, you improvise. 

Same goes for this to-do list. I won't kill myself if I don't get to achieve it until 31st Dec. 

I'll improvise, better and/or differently. 

The other thing, with this to-do list, it gives me some kinda purpose in life to achieve and see where I am are standing with my own dreams. It's 2012 now. Starts living. 

So, here it is. *in no particular order of urgency*

1. Get a driving license 
2. Bring my parent to peninsular M'sia
3. Get healthy (good body shape, good skin, good hairs, shining white teeth, no fast foods, salad every week) 
4. Do bungee jump in Wellington Bridge, NZ
5. Design and produce 100 GREAT custom T-Shirt
6. Sit for IELTS 
7. See at least ONE The World Wonder (The Great Wall of China and/or Pyramid of Egypt) 
8. Post a YouTube video (1st Video: Jan 25)
9. Malaysian trip
10. Read at least one good book every month
11. Learn Spanish
12. Get a tattoo. 

What's yours?

(And when I finally did it, I'll color it red.)

xoxo,

breamerdoy

Kita.

KAMU,

Aku kenal hanya seketika, tapi

Aku hampir mengerti hidup kamu, bukan

Aku menghakimi, tapi 

Aku cuba memahami. 

MEREKA, 

Salah faham, 

Tidak memahami,

hanya memberi lebam,

dan melupai. 

AKU, 

Hanya mencuba, 

memahami 

mengerti 

mengasihi 

dan mengingati. 

Namun, cukupkah apa aku perbuat? 

Untuk membantu kamu? 

Persoalannya, 

Mengapa kamu diperlakukan sedemikan rupa? 

Apa alasan mereka melakukannya? 

Bagaimana harus aku memperbaiki hubungan ini? 

Hubungan KITA. 

Pelajar + Guru = Kita. 

Kata-kata sahaja takkan mampu memperbaiki.

Cuma perbuatan semata. 

Hakikinya, dimana bermula? 

Siapa memulai? 

Kemana arah? 

Peta arah ini berbunyi seperti, 

 Titik permulaan = kamu, 

Pemulai = mereka,

Penyambung = aku.

Keinginan aku hanya ingin memberi pengalaman ku. 

Memberi kamu kesenangan semasa dan selepas kamu menuntut ilmu. 

To be continued...

xoxo

Cikgu Gill 

P/S: Cikgu tak berapa nak pandai mengarang dalam BM. SPM cikgu dapat 3B jer pun. 

Ex-zam!!

When I'm done, I used to think whether I survive the semester.

Now, when I'm done, I'm thinking whether I'm getting an A or not.

That's when you know that youre officially mature as a student.

Life is full of changes. An changes is the only constant in life.

Xoxo

Friendship

F- fret not. They'll always gonna letya down
R-run w. your bank account when they say HI
I- I, I and only I.
E-end so easily
N-not so hard to keep, cuz they'll
D-dump you when they're busy

And the rest is SHIT!

That's friendSHIT.

When the world turns it back on them, I as friend do this:

F-fret not, I'm here.
R-run w. you in this race
I-I's (eyes) on you
E-ends when it's perfect.
N-not so easy to find
D-dem friend.

And the rest is awesomeness.

That's friendsomeness to me.

Friend, I don't and never give up on you. Just that I need you in this race cuz I can't do it myself w/o you.

Xoxo
G

Words

For the big mouth, opps, it slips

For the quiet, silence is golden

For casanova, action speaks louder

For Maks, never stops talking

Different people speaks differently.

Some speaks too much,

Some says too little,

Who wins? No one.

What do people want actually?

To say what they wanna, or

to hear what they need to?

What do I need actually?

Hearing those words everyday, or

hearing it once in a blue moon?

Everyday; That's enough

Blue moon; I'm dreaming

I dunno what should I hear.

I dunno how it should be said.

I dunno when I wanna hear it.

I dunno where would it leads.

I dunno who says it better.

I dunno...

In the past, I heard those words.

Never forgotten that morning.

That sweet simple saying.

Maybe that's all I needed.

Then I lost the love when I heard goodbye words.

Pronounced clearly, like a marching band chords.

What are words?

Those words that I never said to you, now locked in a heart box,

kept far far away.

Now that I can says it, and it's not to you.

and Lord, to your words that has been the lamp to my feet.

xoxo

g