A new direction

Here I am: http://anuciaelizabeth.blogspot.com

The Wake

I thought the nights were the hardest, but Hareen was right. It's the mornings. The mornings when I'm supposed to only get up at 7.10am, but the mind goes into overdrive and hour before due-leaving me tossing and turning in distress, willing for all of it to go away, willing it to be just a bad dream. It stays there however, and follows through the morning shower and the drive to work, occasionally gripping my shoulders and giving it a long, hard shake.
My short term memory has always been a standing joke, for as long as I can remember (haha). Strangely now, I remember everything. Every detail, every uttered word. Why? Is this some kind of sick sabotage of nature? My brain has never seen more aggresive days than these-I wish I don't need to wake.

Shocking Den

Because I was a good girl and handed in my writings by the stipulated deadline, I decided to treat myself by surfing the Net and reading blogs the whole day at work yesterday. Such a fine way to get paid.

From a food lover's page, I read about great restaurants to dine at and from Lim Kit Siang's page, my anger towards the admin was further fuelled.By lunchtime, I had a good dose of rants from soccer to women to the pain of molar extraction. Pretty happy and enlightened I was.

However, nothing could have prepared me more for what I read at The Tiger's Den. I don't know who the person was for he goes by a pseudonym. But what I do know is he's a loser. And if this loser is any representation of the male race, then they should all burn in hell. There're comments from other guys who say things that go along the line of "You da man!" and "I salute your honesty"...tell me if it's not valid for me to feel that many of them wished that they were him or had his experiences? Tell me if I should not feel any more wary about men then I already am?

This link below depicts a 'princess' (read:one of the many girls he shags) who brings up their anniversary. Read the post and click on 'the rules', 'my touch', 'here' highlighted in yellow-they link to other silimar disturbing posts.

http://tigerjoe.blogspot.com/2006/06/anniversary-princess.html

What kept me awake that night was this: http://tigerjoe.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-you-not.html

I'm no angel, that I will admit. Therefore I will try to refrain from passing moral judgements. Cheryl said that this could be a fragment of his fantasy and imagination- I really hope so. Prema said that he was not a fair representation of the entire male race-but does it not get you thinking?