I am sure some of you can remember that I blogged about Things That Make Me Happy not so long ago.
For today's blog, allow me to rant about Things That Don't Impress Me.
This tops the list of the things that put me off. It smells like shit. It is pokey and ugly green. It tastes like vomit mixed with stale rubbish. I used to buy it for my mom cos she loves it. But no matter how I hold that stoopid durian, its thorns kept stabbing me and I ended up with many tiny holes on my legs. Oh, how I hate this vile fruit.
No.2 most hated food. I would rather die than eat this. When I was young, my mom tried ways and means to mix this in my food. She would boil liver soup and use the base to cook porridge. Other times, she would mince the liver into extremely microscopic pieces and fry it with other dishes. Unfortunately, nothing could escape my supernatural tastebuds. I could tell right away without even tasting the food. My mom soon learnt that the rubbish chute would be well-fed every time she tried cooking anything with liver.
3. Cheating Hearts
Man or woman, as long as you cheat on your loved one, you are condemned in my list. Well, maybe that's too strong a word. But still, there are some things I cannot accept and infidelity is one of them. If you cannot stay faithful, don't hold up someone else's life. Free yourself to love whoever you want, and free your partners to find someone who deserves their faithfulness.
4. Petty Men
Oh brother. Men who harp on the smallest things, go anal and ballistic over mindless and senseless issues, and explode over insignificant topics - are a mega turn off. I like to think I am quite cool about a lot of things - and sometimes I feel as if I think and act like a guy. I can be nonchalant about many mundane things in life. I like to prioritize and focus on issues that are critical to me. But if a guy becomes clingy and possessive, it irritates the hell out of me. Breathing space is extremely important to me, and I like a guy to be cool and understanding. Petty, insensitive, unreasonable, quarrelsome, close-minded, judgemental, abusive men - can go take a kite from my storeroom and fly it at Marina Bay.
5. Chocolate, candies and all things sweet
Many of my guy friends have proclaimed that I am not a girl. Reason being I - unlike most females - do not have a sweet tooth. I don't go goo goo ga ga over chocolates, and I have no weakenesses for sweets. I actually shocked a couple of people with that piece of trivia. I don't hate sweet stuff. I just don't have an affinity for it. Hence, cakes and desserts have absolutely no effect on me either like they do on other women - who seem to have a glazed look every time they see such sweet delicacies.
You would have figured out by now that I am a very sincere, frank and open person. Insincerity stinks big time. How do I sniff out these type of fakers? Well, they are the kind whom you have not met since you graduated from primary school - and they call you up one fine day asking if you have time to meet them for tea. Hidden agenda? They are either trying to sell you insurance, investments, or invite you to their wedding dinner.
Hello?!! I have not seen you for DONKEY YEARS and when you finally remembered who I am, all you care about is my money?
I really hate to say this - but I have absolutely no love for them. Ever since my dad passed away, they disappeared faster than you can say "goodbye". None of them stayed around to see us through the darkest period of our lives. They weren't there when I was starving. They weren't there when I was hospitalized for high fever. They weren't there when I have to juggle three jobs to feed myself and my family. In short, they left us to die.
I have heard of relatives who fight among themselves - stabbing each other left, right, front, back, center - in a tussle for inheritance. I knew of relatives who fell out over money. I knew of relatives who gossip about each other all the time - and drive wedges among family members with their vindictive words.
With relatives like that, who needs enemies?
Disclaimer: I do know of friends who have wonderful relatives. Hence, this entry is not a mere generalization. It's just my story to tell.
I am really against abortion. Someone commented that I was being too Pro-life. Excuse me? We are talking about a life here. You sow a seed and while it is growing - you destroy it with your own hands? What logic is that?
And we are not even discussing a herb now. This is a breathing cell, which is morphing into a human with a brain, a beating heart, tiny hands and feet and most of all, a God-given soul - every single minute.
I was a pure biology student many years ago. During one of the lessons, my biology teacher wanted to explain the different stages of pregnancy - so she showed us real embryos and foetuses that were preserved in jars. I found out later that these foetuses were taken from the hospitals, aborted at different stages of their life cycles.
I could not handle the monstrosity behind the callous act of abortion that I broke down in front of the class. All I saw that day were dead babies. The shock was too much to bear.
Abortion is pure murder. No matter what excuses there may be.
Then again, I would always look to Tony Blair for an invaluable piece of advice where this sensitive issue is concerned:
"However much I dislike the idea of abortion, you should not criminalize a woman who, in very difficult circumstances, makes that choice."
I actually have very few dislikes. But these are some things that really irk me big time and to know me, is to understand not only the things that I love, but also the things that put me off.
Savour and learn - and be enlightened.