ignorance, unlike my own.

i was in the office till late the other night and was about to leave when i noticed another colleague in the office. i asked her if she wanted to leave with me, "i drive!" so she bought a car. when i was at her terminal, i saw her calendar, her christian calendar. on that day, it said "Anger. Before you get angry with someone, count ten faults of your own."

i have intense emotions that i struggle to control on a day-to-day basis. no one in the office knows that, of course. i look like a giggly young girl. it's important that they continue thinking i am a happy person without problems.

thinking of my own anger management problems sometimes, i casually mentioned in a hippy-hoppy tone that i should have a calendar like that too.

"why?"
"cos i am a taurus, we can throw mad rages. haha."
"haha. but it's a christian calendar!"

now, why is that a problem? why cant a muslim possess a christian calendar? does she think that a muslim would not want a christian calendar because she would not want a muslim calendar?

"so? doesnt matter what, we're practically practising the same religion."
"NO."

god. what the fuck? defensive, defensive. get outta here. aint gonna waste time on constricted-minded shits.

"didnt you know a muslim man and a christian woman can marry without either converting?"
"NO. What kind of law is that? Who said that?"

oh god. forget about it. she's one of those. like an ex-colleague who went to church regularly, who donated generously, who distributed donated food to the poor by driving around and using up about 1 hour of her saturday afternoons and $15 worth of petrol. and yet, knew nothing more about the poor she helped. she knew nothing of their personal lives, nothing of their cultures. nothing, cos she didnt bother to learn.

i hate it when the ignorant do not recognise their own ignorance.

didnt matter, i was pretty grateful i hitched a ride with her to a drop-off point just ten minutes from home. but the thirty minute drive there was somewhat torturous.

country christian music with cheesy lyrics.

if only these people sang in hebrew! lyrics could be more meaningful than "i will fly away, oh ... oh ... yes, i will fly away." i bet she didnt know that the original bible wasnt in english. i bet she doesnt know jesus isnt blonde and white either.

why do i even get angry? why? do i actually feel the need to change this? i cant! can we?

it's just like the pak hajis we know. they look at young girls in mini-skirts, shake their heads in disgust/disagreement, then go to bintan for cheap prostitutes on the weekends. all different situations, but somehow the same, know what i mean?

ok, off for milkshake now. jun's on her way, i'm looking fat in my babydoll dress. oh well, at least people might at least mistake me for a mildly pregnant woman.