There's stains on my tshirt and I'm a mess..

Shells

Quite a few things shocked me this week.

1) saw a woman in the elevator - covered from head to toe - wearing all black. I'm used to seeing woman with headscarves - I live in Singapore. But this lady, she was under a shroud of blackness, not even her eyes were seen and she was wearing a body stocking. I tried not to stare but because she was all hidden from me and i couldn't even see the shape of her body, I wanted to know, I wanted to ask: "Who are you? , what do you like to do? what kind of music do you like? & what are your aspirations? how do you cope with the Singapore weather and wearing dark clothes from head to toe? Does it affect your vision because your eyes are covered by a layer of cloth? does it get hard to breathe? Do you like it? Do you feel free because you wear that, as people can't look at you, see you for who you really are? Do you want to wear bright colors sometimes? Do you think lowly of women like me, who wear skirts and a tank top? You look like you appreciate art - tell me you favorite artist.
The woman was holding the hands of a little girl and I glanced down at the little girl and if that little girl was her daughter, I knew that lady must have been gorgeous too, because that little girl was flawless.

2) Some girl spent her 13th Bat Mitzvah with Ja Rule and Ashanti. That's cool, I guess, hey, whatever. But the thing is, her parents spent half a million dollars on the party. Dude, there are starving children all over the world, some in the United States of America, where you live.
maybe I'm just hating coz I never get to have a Bat Mitzvah.

3) There is a ton of Burmese people in Torrance, CA. And the kids - most of them younger than my generation - are all into hip hop, etc - which I think is cool - they have a little Burmese American thing going on, I can tell. But I was looking at this girl's website and she is 15. She was posing like she was on Play boy, all 50 pictures of her. And I was sitting there, looking at her scantily clad clothes that she wore to parties - wow - did I do that when I was living in Torrance, California? - Dude, but I was 21 then - this girl is 15! 15! I didn't know what to do, or think. I wanted to cover her up and tell her, dude, you got to respect yourself. Then I thought, maybe this girl is way tougher than I think she is, maybe all this posing like she wants to be playmate 2009, is just a phase, a msk. And being a mass comm major, of course, I was thinking, what has the media done to the image of the young women of today, that at 15, they feel that they need to be like Pamela Anderson to look ok?

Of course, #3 is total opposite from #1. I wonder who feels free-er, who has more self esteem, and who is living life to the fullest.