just minishorts.

Being 25 and all that is overrated. You take your mother out for dinner, and finally the cost of the meal is on you. That's fine because you're the daughter and you do want to take charge of the family's expenses now on. But God help you (immensely), if the two of you should bump into another of your mother's friends, because what follows is a horribly difficult to continue 'conversation', if it can be called that at all.

'Ah your daughter ah? Wah, so big already … working izzit?'

'Like that lah.'

My mother's been house-trained not to say too much in response to what the aunties and ah sohs tell her.

'Wah so pretty already. Lenglui lah.'

Obviously you can't be saying that your friend's daughter is ugly. So yeah.

'Married already ah?'

THEY ALWAYS HAVE TO DO THIS. THEY ALWAYS ASK IF THEIR FRIEND'S DAUGHTER IS MARRIED. THIS IS THE MOST DESPICABLE ACT OF RUDENESS EVER. BUT THEY ALL COMMIT THIS SIN!!!!!

'No. Only 25 lah.'
'Oh. Soon lah. Soon lah.'

Well, its so cliche and overwritten but it's all true. You reach this age, you go out, you meet a happily-married-40-something year old auntie with three kids and you get bombarded with unneeded remarks. Worse still, if you're still unattached, (as in belum ber-bf lagi), and you get a long unwelcome lecture that goes along the topics of 'why it is so important to get married'.

Why indeed? So important meh? Don't marry cannot ah?

Look, it's not that I have something against happily-married-with-kids women, I just feel that the way the way we unmarrieds are being pushed into corners and having forced to drink in that elixir of 'good woman-to-woman advice' is just NOT right. On one hand we're talking about men and how they can't seem to move with the changes and accept that things are achanging and women are becoming more liberated, on the other hand we have women who push their fellow females to corners and reinforcing the fact that, 'As a woman, you are only truly successful when you get married and have a few babies.'

And then you have those hushed-hushed whispers behind the backs of those not-so-popular female bosses, or female friends, or aunties, and they really, really sound demeaning. Things like:

'Shh… like that lah. Old spinster.'
'Aiyoh. You know why she's so crazy? She's NOT MARRIED. No man wants her.'

'You continue like this then you become like that XYZ. You see, until now she's still not married.'

Well screw you. I'm still on a search, because I have the right to be on the search. I don't want to end up with the wrong person, and even if I finally decide to end up with someone, I want it to be because I chose that someone (whether it's for love, or for money, or for just make do, it doesn't matter, it's my choice that matters), and not become some other old auntie pressured me into walking down the aisle.

And STOP ASKING ME WHEN I'LL GET MARRIED because I AM STILL YOUNG!

It is this time of the month that really makes me HATE being a female. There's just blood EVERYWHERE… UP, DOWN, on the walls (OK not that bad), but its freaking disgusting. And I always, always leak. So in the end, I end up having to soak my panties in very soapy water, dipping my hands into it and brushing my arms to 'sore-dom' because I need to get the stains off. Without losing the spandax in the waist-bands. Uh.

Too much information.

WELL. It's true. I hate having my period. It makes me grumpy, it makes my moods fluctuate, and makes me extra sensitive to everything. And as if I'm already not sensitive enough.

I think, when I'm having a period, everyone who believes that I love them should stay far, far away from me so that I don't accidentally hurt their feelings. And if I do hurt your feelings yeah, it's unintended, I can't seem to regulate my hormonal imbalances. Already bad enough that the other 25 days of the month I'm a messed up demented woman trying to convince herself that nothing is wrong with her, on period days I go completely ballistic.

I hardly realize what I'm talking about.

Shit. URGH. THE BLOOD. OK.

I'm going to go.

Night.