Women are Smarter than Men.

Thought I'd share what I wrote to my potential employer with y'all.
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Women are smarter than men. Allow me to state the obvious. Academically, the number of women graduating from university worldwide is getting more year on year, and well above the numbers of men successful of the same. Women are naturally smarter, however, social imposition on them to be more domestically inclined, and discrimination from the male-dominated world have been holding them back from being at the forefront of many important positions and responsibilities in the various job sectors. Once these are slowly changing, and smart women become smart, educated women, we can see the surge of new, recognised talents ready to outperform their male predecessors.

Two months ago, I watched a debate on RTM1 between two local college leaders on the issue of male college students not performing as well as their female counterparts. During the question and answers session, I cannot help but to be surprised by the way the male graduates are handling the situation. They made such unremarkable remarks and arguments in defense of the laid out facts only to prove that not only the statistics are telling, but men unfortunately, are left behind in terms of matching the emotional intelligence shown by women.

According to New York Times (1/9/2006), part of the reason that women are getting smarter lies in their positive attitude towards work. Women take their work more seriously, they thrive to perfect their work ethic to avoid stress and most of the time complete the job assigned to them with utmost quality. They know that they have to work not only smarter but also harder to break through the existing male-dominated world. Women now realise that men are not superior; women too can excel in any job. It is just a matter of learning how to overcome the challenges, fast.

Even after joining the workforce, women continue their quest for education, more so than men. They pursue a higher degree, professional qualifications, or simply, read more than men. As a 25-year old professional woman, it is my own observation that my fellow female friends and I enjoy having intelligent conversation with each other more than with our male friends. Women know a lot more, and even getting better in traditionally male-areas such as business, investment, real estate, and politics. I see a lot more drive in us women, and we are fast in executing our plans. Men on the other hand, talk about women, or about the most up-to-date PlayStation game, which women hardly recognise ourselves with.

Proving themselves as capable individuals, women do not only excel in their job, they continue to manage their household well. They have a broader view and excellent management skills that work to the benefit of their job, and their family. Undermining the tasks that women do efficiently at home is egotistical. Managing a house requires more hours, superb diplomatic skills, and excellent delegation of work to conquer the workload. Time is rarely enough; it is with working smart that all tasks be done on time.

Men might still dominate majority of the world, but women have always been the dominating force of men. The rise and fall of men has everything to do with the smart women around them. Most important of all, women are smarter and more confident now to leave the backstage, and conquer the world with spectacular performance. I know, because I am one of them.

(Ayat terakhir merupakan ayat cheesy bertujuan menjual diri sendiri kepada bakal bossku. Oh yeah!)

Mystery of the Black Hole.

I was writing an article on why women are smarter than men when I came across a statement; the bigger the purse is, the smarter the woman. First of all, on women being smarter than men, isn't it is obvious? Men dont know what mauve means, how can they claim to be smart? Forget it.

Giggling in agreement with the purse statement,Sarimah, the bitch who shares a house with me and I decided to explore our own purses, to crown the smarter between us, which is again, obviously me. Curtain up!

Dont underestimate the size.

Mine's black, hers the other. Even though it looks like the mine's smaller, but i got more items! (Boleh berbangga pulak hal2 cenggini)

What you see is one tenth of what you'll get baby!

27 items in total. Umbrella a necessity untuk mengelakkan kebakaran kulit, on top of the SPF15 Olay on my face (and neck, mind you). Some of the weird ones include a piece of newspaper of great sentimental value, 3 pens (hey, 2 of em might fail to work!), Starbucks loyalty card that expires in Feb; who's gonna get that 10 stickers in like 2 weeks? Stupid or crazy? The most interesting follow:

2 sets of padlock. I have no explanation on this. How did they get in?

In case I mysteriously landed in Dubai, I have this 50cents to spend. Call my mother to pick me up. Or gamble.

That newspaper I was talking about. I still keep it.

Sarimah is determined to set a record of the funniest entry on earth with her entry on the same subject matter. My funny bones are already vibrating. I'll give out Raja Lawak plastic trophy to her even before reading it. Take it away!

Science for Words.

This is for philosophers
Wonderers
Believers of truth
People of words
Souls submitting to God

Trade some of your words
for science
Spend some of that time
You use to understand
and arrange words
To unveil the finest
of God's creations

Science is one step towards Him
Which he replied with
a thousand more

Then when you have mastered it
who better person to spread
words pregnant with evidence?

Now take a walk in a garden
Touch the petals of colours
Swim in the depth of
every sweet scent
Reason
and tell me about God
in all earnestness
and truth.

My Head is Paining.

Alahai
What you want from me?
You want ayam masak merah, nasi tomato?
Here’s mashed sadin, there’s bread
You want masass
I banged you with
My expensive roller
What?
No! What nonsense you talking?
(Cilaka betul si gila ni)

Alahai
Is that all you can give me?
Couldn’t do better ah?
Hospital attendant can give better flower
Heck, I don’t want flower
I want chocolate
No I change my mind
I want silence
I want half of yours
And mine’s still mine

Alahai
I don’t have time
I have work
I have yoga
I have friends
I have my boys
I have poetry reading
I have books
I have coffee with karan
No! Vegas oso I have
Cannot, cannot
Next week?
I’ll call ok?

Alahai
You want to leave
Ok go
To the left, to the left
Packing oso you don’t know how
Let me help you
One time what – I like doing service
Charitable, that’s who I am

Thank you, i know
No never mind
No need to call
No I don’t want to know
Bye bye
Ok ok.. no problem
Bye!

Newfound.

Liberation is a funny thing
It's like giving coffee to tea lovers
Inviting scorn and rolled eyes
Then I drink the coffee half empty
And still serve it, pucker my lips
(Together now) Aaahhh!

So much for loving tea!

Liberation is a funny thing
Like my strokes of buncho colours
on winged virgin's breasts
Having no idea
why she even exist,
When she couldnt possibly rival me

So much for day dreaming!

Liberation is
when I cupped your face
sighed to your teeth
saying I'm in love with love
and love flies.

So much for triviality!

Sapa pada angin.

Semalam (or kemarin) I was at home watching the series of "Mencari Jodoh" or something like that on YouTube. It's a 14-part (each is approx 10 mins) of a forum discussing on the subject matter lah. Dont ask me why i watched that. It was a recommendation from my dear sexy friend (you know who you are!), and it totally rocked!

Anyways, the content of the forum was really enlightening. Not in the sense that , "Ooo now I know how to menggoda", but more like, "Oo so this is how men think, this is how women are different from men, and that is the way you should handle situations." Very, very, informative. If you've been in and outta love and think you've mastered the art of relationship, think again.

The one thing that caught my attention the most is a discussion on communicating through metaphysical medium. It's like, sometimes a makcik angkat dulang cawan tetiba terjatuh, she'll go nuts figuring out if something happened to her son, who might be thousands and thousands of miles away in the wintry blues of Wisconsin, for example.

And Dr. Fazilah Kamsah was trying to say that, sometimes when you want to say things to other people, you could do so by just "menyapa pada angin". That's something that people of old times use to say, but of course, it wasn't proven scientifically la how it works. But it works. I believe it. In my case, it usually doesnt need me to even say it; mere thoughts would invite response! Think of my mom, and voila - the phone rang! Think of Sarimah, there - she emailed me with the usual bitching butchering.. Wait, why would I think of.. nvm.

It's even freakier when I told my pillow or sometimes my Astro decoder clock that I need to wake up at 6am and the next morning - sharp at 6am, I was wide awake. So it seems we can talk to not only people, but other inanimate things as well. Or perhaps I was talking to myself. Then again, people do talk to their plants, animals, pens, cars; at least I did!

J'ai mal compris.

J'ai mal compris
Ce que je fais
C'est de la necessité
Ou bien de ma passion
qui ne reste jamais

Il faut pas retourner
Ça marchera pas bien
En faite,
Ça me fait rien.

Half.

Wanting you
Half for the right reasons
Another half for the wrong reasons
Will it remain
justified?

I am Nemo.

You know you've reflected too much when your imagination jumps from becoming an architect, to an accountant, to an academic, to an ambassador to the UN in matters of hours.

In this sea of people and chaos, where the unknown swallows those who're unsure, I felt choked, robbed, and blinded from truth.

To my friend Lina aka Ayu, please forget what I said about freaking accounting. I am everywhere yet nowhere. Hope you understand my situation.

Next, the real stuff.

Spoke to a friend about cluster munitions. It is currently debated .. hmm, where exactly is it debated at? Well, somewhere in Geneva, I imagine an IGO where he's currently working at.

When he mentioned cluster munitions to me, that was the first time I heard about it, phrased that way. It is essentially landmines, only more sophisticated, smaller, deadlier, more widely used now.

So according to him this debate's objective is to find an instrument to limit to the best possible, the utilisation of this weapon. Tough Joes of the West and Israel love this thing. Israel recently use them during the Lebanon attack. It is argued for that the use of cluster munition protects their soldiers. Therefore, making its utilisation beneficial, needed from their perspective.

Unfortunately, once they leave the battle field, they do not care to clean up the mess - leaving the inhabitant of the land exposed to landmines. Landmines maim, kill, disrupt economic activities, and frustrate many. In addition to cleaning up the landmines,there is also an issue about who is going to bear the healthcare cost of the victims?

Talking about costs- the costs of an injured breadwinner is high for a society. An injured or dead breadwinner in a lot of times means the collapse of a family's economic ability, creating more people in need in comparison to those who provide. I am sure though, that this aspect will be least considered by the states which use the weapon.

Who?

I was thinking; who’s that person whose persona I wish to have, whose clear purpose I want to share, whose view on what matters resonate with mine, whose love for human is littered in her actions?

That person is, Angie Jolie.
And I want to be like her.
Cliched? Whatever!

Just look at her – she’s got a money making talent, which millionaired her. She’s got the knowledge, the awareness on what’s important in life, and her kids, who drive her to champion life for all the excellent reasons.

Voilà! The priority in life is laid well in front of me, by Angelina Jolie.

1. Make millions, if not billions
2. Find my true calling
3. Participate
4. Build a family
5. Live, and die fulfilled.

Miss World.

Perhaps the beauty queens
know it best
"For World Peace!"
Hence, shall we revise the subject
together

World peace is hindered
by thousands of thoughts
which translate into actions
Bloody actions

The factor that does not flatter
lies in Greed,
The Destroyer
The world is huge
but we're not disconnected

Actions chain
One after another
Be it Good or Bad

World peace is not in the beautiful
hands of the queens
It lies in my good hand
Punishing my bad hand
In my good thoughts
killing my bad thoughts

Peace starts with me
Not the Missy World.