it's house visiting people.
how much cash have you've people collected?
seems like this chinese new year ain't
that great nor
that bad.
i don't want to be that heart-rending casualty again.
just like that in the movie, i won't let him get hold of me.
we hate to be the losers.
you know, i'm quite stuck in this distressing issue.
i didn't know what gotten into me the other day, but now i feel i'm really awake.
no more clinging on the summit.
i feel alive.
so what if he has got the looks, so what if he's got the bad boy character.
now you really know truth is he doesn't have a single clue about treating you like a lady.
ladies, just forget about them. men are equivalent to very cunning sweet talkers.
i've had enough of listening to stories, about how bad they treat you, about how faceless they are. i can understand they're all the same, their thinking are just in the box. i do see from their gestures. i do see from their expressions. i know it all.
if you stick to him after he treats you bad, you lose women's face.
i don't think i'll want to hear yet another tale from you.
i won't say,"forget about him." nor will i say, "just leave him alone."
probably i'll keep silent & say, come on, let's plan.
yesterday this moron (obviously another male AGAIN) asked me a hateful question.
he said, "why are you biased against males, you don't give them a chance. were you hurt by some guy or are you a lesbian."
he likes to exaggerate every little thing.
fark off you moronic bastard.
i am NOT biased against males.
only EXTREME cautious of ah bengs, flirts & known people.(probably many more)
why should i give them a chance. (don't ask me back,"why shouldn't you?")
and hurt? i've never heard of such a word.
i see cute guys down the mall. it's normal.
and i'm zillion percent straight you illegitimate child.
alright, i shall end this with a happy ending.
happy birthday febian. smiles*
God bless everyone!
more hongbaos tomorrow.
i'll go for a swim now, ciao!