And the way you become just another paper-bag for my meatballs at the street vendor.
I hate the way you print pictures of dead bodies, right underneath half-nude young ladies.
I hate that you report ridiculous stories.
I hate your big dumb fonts
And the way you grab my attention.
I hate you so much I let my dog poo on you.
It even makes me rhyme… badly.
I hate it…
I hate the way you exploit and exaggerate stories.
I hate it when you put ugly blocks on the chest of half-nude young ladies.
I hate it when you print maimed and bloody bodies;
Even worse when you make me turn to the celebrity gossip stories.
I hate it that you’re around everyday
And the fact that you make more advertising revenue than I do.
But mostly I hate the way I can’t stop reading your sensationalized stories, or staring at the half-nude young ladies;
Not even close;
Not even a little bit;
Not even at all.
as I had already had a plan to celebrate a New Year’s Eve and counting down to
the year 2007 at my friend’s house. However, our plan went scrap when we saw the
news of bombing in Bangkok late in the evening followed by the cancellation of
the New Year’s count-down celebration at Central World Plaza. Our joyful mood
was spoiled as almost everyone got telephone calls from family and friends
asking if we are okay. Indeed, we are physically fine, however, I am mentally
hurt. Those who ruined everyone’s cheerful spirit at this time of the year must
be psychotic freaks. How could they do this in the time of celebrations? What do
they want to achieve? Generating fears and hatred? Well, I felt sorry for them
as their souls are lack of lively spirit.
lost their lives in this shameless act. I hope we, Thai people, would find peace
and live a normal and happy life in the coming year. It’s certain that this is
not a happy New Year’s Eve but I am positive that we will have a Happy New Year
2007. Let’s cross our fingers and pray.