Tuesday, June 22, 2010

its not that i dont like PDAs

good god. after 2 days of stumbling over PDAs all over blogs, and facebook (like shoutouts every 5 secs) telling people how you feel inside, i have a few opinions :-

one, i think its extremely healthy. like when you have a certain song you wake up to in the morning and you start humming it in shower, and you just cannot get it out of your head, and you wanna tell someone about it, so you type it on facebook.
or you have that certain feeling in pure randomness, like that feeling of suddenly wanting to jump up and down and start jiggling and you wanna share it to the world, that's good.

two, when you get that 'i love you, sayang' totally randomly across the other person's facebook profile, that's cute too. regardless of how much i'm against PDA (public display of affection), i still do it too once in a while. and he does it more frequently than not. but thats good. PDA is definitely sweeter than chocolate indulgence in secret recipe.

three, i think its also extremely happy when you want to express deepest, darkest side of your personality or just how fucked up you feel at that particular point in time. its the satisfaction of being able to read on your facebook profile or your blog

"Khadijah Shamsul says F**K YOU."
"Yes, I am F**king Pissed with you. Go piss off"

See? Makes you feel good just reading about it, dont you?

But what i would label as unbearable would be, those lovey dovey relationships turning sour.
A-ha, not just ANY relationship. its the immature ones.
Like how in primary school, you like this boy who likes this girl who likes this other boy who likes you. Those kind of thing.
And you start complaining and ranting

"sob. sob. my boyfriend dumped me for the other bitch"
"oh, i am so confused right now, to love my boyfriend or to love that dude who loves me but i dont love him. oh what do i do now? *dramatic pose*"
"that fucking bitch stole my fucking boyfriend. im gonna get back to her"
"oh we are so not meant to be together. im so heartbroken. sob, sob"

and then a week later,

"oh we are so happy together now, me and that dude who i thought i'd never fall in love with before *glowy face*"
"my boyfriend and i are so happy and meant for each other. happy 1 week anniversary Baybee!! *screams like a typical high school girl*"
"im so over 'insert-name-here'. now im together with 'insert-another-name-here' "

For real?
Do WE (this is of course speaking for the entire community of strangers, aside from your school friends, and whoever else, who CHOOSE to know about your life) want to read that?

i think what really irked me, is that, these are not even real life stuffs that people CAN relate to.
well, for one, i definitely do not know how to get over a heartbreak in one week. let alone wrap myself on the idea of switching boyfriends every week.

what im REALLY trying to say is, sometimes you should always give merits to what you write. there should always be a level of integrity in your writing, yes, be it even on your facebook wall. i believe it should go beyond just ranting about things that only you care about, but to more things that people actually want to read.

this is why Aisha won that blogger award, because she writes stuffs even random stranger would wanna read.

sometimes, you gotta be wise with what you write. so that people like me, who occasionally judge, would not think of you as a high-school-drama type. yes, i am stereotyping. you call it onto yourself.

love, life, relationship, always need to have that certain level of maturity. its not just about falling in love (or thinking that you're in love) and then telling the whole world about it and then screwing it over the minute after. we think THAT is pathetic. honestly.

of course, there's always an option to walk away, but sometimes i just read through people's blogs and shoutouts to annoy myself and then have something to bitch about :)

see? you wont be reading this far if i wasnt appealing to you, like how i wasnt appealed to the facebook shoutouts and blogs to be patient enough to know the end. *evil smirk*

-kd-

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