"I have cherished the ideal of a democratic and free society in which all persons live together in harmony and with equal opportunities. It is an ideal which I hope to live for and to achieve. But if needs be, it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die."
Yesterday night I went to see Frozen with my sisters. The couple beside me was talking the whole way commenting on every little thing on screen. The man was also texting on his phone constantly. I kept quiet for half of the film, hoping that they’d quiet down on their own.
Halfway through the film, I turned to them, and asked them as politely as I could attempting to not sound like an asshole, whether they could dial down their voices a little bit.
The man glared at me for about five seconds. I didn’t break eye contact until he turned his attention back to his girlfriend. They went quiet for a couple of minutes.
Then the man defiantly let out a huge sigh, started crumpling up the plastic wrapper of his snack, and continued talking to his girlfriend. This went on until the film finished.
Fuck you, man. I hope I never have the displeasure of being in the same movie theatre with you ever again.
I wrote a review of a baby.
by Jay M Johar
It’s no secret. We are at the peak of the Infantilism Movement. Thirty years from now, historians will refer to our decade as the heyday of the Baby. Images of offsprings adorn the virtual walls of our Facebook profiles, the canvases of our Instagrams, and the frames of our Youtube videos. Never before in the history of mankind have we managed to amass large amounts of documentations of infantilism works for future archival purposes.
I wrote it in the context of a Bruneian studying in the UK (which I did up until about two years ago)
by Jay M Johar
Okay, you’ve just scored yourself a scholarship abroad, or maybe you’re paying it for yourself. You’re also be a music lover. Maybe you might even unironically call yourself a hipster. Now you’re salivating at the prospect of living in another country and exploring what musical loveliness that country has to offer. And I’m here to help you out. As someone who spent most of his allowance on going to gigs and has literally seen more than a hundred bands live, I like to think I am eligible to impart unto you some advice on how to get the best out of your university life.
Here are 6 things I think you should do.
Edan semalam pergi
Buku-buku jatuh sendiri
Terbuka muka dua puluh tiga
Segala surat pun dikirim bayu senja
Aku masuk ke spektrum warna di langit
Dan ku hilang
Namaku tak akan dicatat
Tak sampai tua dan
Dalam halus malam ku pujuk kau beradu
Cukuplah cinta memisahkan teman baik
Dalam syahdu malam
Buruj tak bentuk
Listen/purchase: Habis ft. Aisyah Rais by Syahmi Rawi
The best emo record of the year.