Yesterday, I saw the craziest advertisement for a coffee maker. I was on the train home and this guy sitting beside me was reading the newspaper. On half of one of the page was a picture of a woman sitting on a man's lap, the man had his face in the woman's neck, their hands were on each other, and the woman had a look of desire written all over her face. And there, on the bottom of the picture was the caption, "Satisfy your craving for immediate satisfaction." I think it's like that, or close. Then I was thinking, THAT is an advertisement for a COFFEE MAKER? Where's the link between a machine that makes coffee and sex? I think it's a super ultra bad advertisement. I doubt it's going to get anyone interested in their coffee maker.

It boggles the mind you know. How come all the advertisements like to glorify all the sexuality stuff? There's the ad for Imedeen with Zoe Tay spread out on the bed in lingerie with the corny "I swallow." that starts people thinking about dirty stuff. There's the ad for iGallop, actually the iGallop itself with the supposedly arousing motions that Sir says was for rich men to buy for their wives so that they can watch and get turned on. Hahaha. But I did hear that it really works for the butt and thighs though. There's more and there's that coffee maker ad. No wonder teenagers keep having sex. Cos sex keeps getting advertised.

Anyway, that was out of point and probably baseless, but you gotta admit that there's alot of emphasis on sexuality in ads.

Ahh wells. I keep feeling a little irritated.. at I don't know what.

Anyway, this is taken off Jo's blog. And it's so so sweet.

There was so much discussion about blogs and blogging during GP lessons over the past 2 weeks. Cos that was what the prelim paper was about. And all those discussion made me feel so shallow and had me thinking about the whole point of this blog. Haha.

My conclusion is that there's not much point. I don't write to update anybody. Not that anyone is interested. It's just where I can put my thoughts down into words without any pressure. Whining through blogging makes me feel better about certain stuff. It's my form of release.

There is no word strong and apt enough to describe how I'm feeling. It's that sour, sinking feeling that just.. I don't know, tightens up your lungs until you have trouble breathing. It's when all your anger dissolves into despair and hurt and contrition and all your protests and defenses just fall silent on your lips.

So I withdraw. I withdraw into that small little hole to rock and comfort myself and tell myself it's okay. That I know I'm not perfect but I'm really going to try. And the more you say, the more I withdraw, and it feels like everything's not going to be the same anymore.

I'm sorry.

I would like to say... that I'm 18 and legal!

Haha. Yes, it's a few days late I know. And I would like to say also that I love my classmates to bits and pieces and truckloads full of these bits and pieces! I am so glad the school put me in SB8. (:

Well, prelims are over. I'm secretly wishing hoping praying for a miracle. The September holidays are over and the very very very (and how much really cannot be expressed) important A's are what's left.

Oh and anyway I was thinking that there's really no point for me to blog when I don't share what's going on in my life. All you people who read my blog just read those few drab and brief sentences of nothing. But, you know what. I can't seem to put all the events in a day into words and sentences that flow and are coherent.

Yada yada.