Anatomy Of A Stupid.

WYSIWYG

*This is by the way my 100th post!

That stands for What You See Is What You Get just incase you didn’t know, and no this isn’t one of those fuck-off-posers-if-you-dont-like-my-blog posts because I’m just tired of dealing with idiots like that. When will people learn the proper terminoligy of the sentence this is my blog and I do whatever I want with it. No, seriously, if you actually gave a worthy comment then I’d accept it with open arms, but people like Ashley always gives stupid comments (go figure.. stupid comments - stupid person) like "hey your blog sucks" or "i think what you like is crappy" when he himself can’t write one straight.

Anywho, I said I wouldn’t be rambling about that, so I won’t. Instead, I’ll be writing about the human desires and wants in something. I was watching the MotoGP race at Catalunya, Spain last week and if you watched it yourself you’d know that there was a massive crash just after the start at the first turn causing the whole race to stop. I’d be wasting my time if I told you who crashed, so let’s move on.

Nice one Sete.. nice one!

From this race, I learned that many people actually enjoy and are enticed only when they see spectacular events like this take place. I remember telling a friend about MotoGP, but he says it’s boring somehow. I agree, racing is just like football, how do people actually enjoy gazing at 20 people running back and forth on a field and every half an hour cheering like they just won the state lottery just because the people in the TV kicked the ball into that contraption fitted with a net. But yes, in the midst of conversations about football daily (and being in the centre and also the ‘kaki bangku’ box), these people always only seem excited about tackles, and crazy shot attempts, and god knows what, and besides I’m no footie.

But as I was reading along in boards netwide about the Catalan race, suddenly people are all hooked up with moto after the crash? I mean, what if you don’t see a crash - then it’s boring? Overtaking using litrebikes that have more power than your puny Kelisa or Satria is a skill already and most people can’t appreciate that.

What I’m trying to say is, apply this to normal daily routines and you’ll see what I mean. People always tend to look something different in someone/something else, except this different feature is kind of in the grey area. From what I see, ‘popular’ people are always labelled so because they did something bad or they are engaged in something stupid or blah blah blah. Nobody likes the teacher that always gives them good advice, and everybody like the teacher who gets an errection everytime he talks to SCHOOLGIRLS and lets certain people off when they bring their cellphones to class.

When do people get interested in doing something physical? Ask them to pick up trash and they see no incentive to do so. I know I said bad, but what I meant was Bad Boys II bad, not smelly feet bad. I don’t know if it’s because humans tend to opt for the things they are least able to do in their choices or they just want some plain fun.

You know shit’s getting bad when younger peers come up to you telling you that they wanna live like Americans, not having any rules and literally no religion. Apparently it’s either "cool" or at least cool -er to be like people from the O.C. and crap now, spending (mom’s) money like the mindlessly rich is in, and moral values are out. And the younger generation wants that, that’s what I can’t understand. (and no seriously, I’m so sick of love songs too)

Suddenly now everyone wants to get pregnant at 14, suddenly everyone wants to smoke weed, suddenly everyone wants to take off their side mirrors, suddenly everyone wants to start a crappy band, and of course suddenly everyone wants to drive daddy’s car out on a Saturday night to the city just to get laid by a stranger. It looks sad now, but it’s gonna get a whole lot pathetic soon I tell you.

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