Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Who the hell chops onions in here?

I started writing a long ass post about the whole situation in Gaza but after a while, words fail me.

I've written a few posts about the situation (it feels inadequate to describe what happened in Gaza as a "situation" but I really don't know what to call it. "War" seems wrong because it's very one-sided) since I started blogging (and I've been blogging for 7,8 years) so I don't know what more can I say. Please feel free to browse the history anyway.

So let's talk about something inane (well, sort of)  for a change.

This morning, I read the letter written by Fiona Apple about her dying dog and it brought the awww in me. Click here if you want to read it. If you feel that your heart suddenly becomes constricted or your eyes suddenly become teary even though your keyboard is dust-free, please don't worry because I will slap the person who chops onions next to you for making you feel emotions.

I just finished reading through the comments section and this is one of my very favourite comments from Dlisted among many.


Click to enlarge. Trust me, you won't be sorry.

If that doesn't make you go "awwww" then I don't know what will. So precious.

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