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Sunday, June 20, 2010


Current location
In my room in my foster mom’s home
Now listening to
Shakira – album: She wolf
Content and full
Last meal
Nasi Goreng which Martine cooked (Martine’s my foster mom)
Other activities
Surfing reddit.com
Dear people of the internets, 
Interesting things always pop up in my head. If you’ve ever spent time with me, you can probably tell that I’m full of interesting surprises. And poop. Rainbow coloured poop. 
Today, I want to share with you my latest fascinating thought: 
Forms. There’s just too many of them...
imageUnnecessarily daunting. 

I remember a time when I was younger, and I never had to bother with forms. Which of course, was really convenient, because I didn’t know how to read and write. Yet, from the second we’re born, forms are filled to record various details about us, cataloguing our information in some remote system somewhere.

As I grew up, I started having various responsibilities, like washing my own butt after taking a poop, brushing my teeth, making my bed, doing lots of boring homework, not forgetting to wear deodorant in the morning, and managing my money. I admit, I still haven’t gotten the hang of some of them, especially the homework and money bits, but I digress. 

All these responsibilities are part of growing up. Still, there’s one that I feel is needlessly troublesome: filling up forms. They’re everywhere, school registration forms, scholarship application forms, school excursion permission slips, medical check up forms, leave application forms, bank forms, copyright application forms, forms 1 – 5 in high school, and maths formulas (that’s probably the worst kind). And then later in life you have marriage application and registration forms, mortgage forms, income tax forms and forms for filing a divorce.

Forms, forms, forms...Too many forms. And even on the beloved internets, there are tons of them. So many forms in fact, that they have browser plugins to fill them up automatically for you. And if that’s not enough, some of them force you to decipher badly rendered text, just to annoy you.

I think there should be less forms in the world, because every time we fill up a form, a puppy and a kitten die.

In any case, if you have a compulsive desire to fill up forms, head on over to BureauOfCommunication.com for some fancy forms you can fill up to communicate banal things and look all official and important at the same time.

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