*Tuesday, December 28, 2004*

Beginning of short week II

I am so darn sleepy and tired but I refuse to sleep. Yes, check out the time I blogged. And I hardly slept over the weekend except Friday night?

Well, fk it. Misadventure #1.

I do remember "formal wear" on the invite: but I see guests in jeans and T/ Polo Shirts. So point being, why bother? I was looking like an absolute idiot with my french cuffs shift, pants, tie and jacket. Well, those are their relatives, not mine. Oh, did I tell you: the food fking sucks and is full of MSG.

I really don't see the point of holding a wedding at that kind place. Firstly, there isn't a restaurant. Secondly, because probably it's a country club, people turn up in your casual jeans and what-else-not.

Well, you happy happy you meet me, you not happy you don't meet me. I give in too much to you issit? I am getting so sick and tired of DOING every single damn thing when we are together. Who ever taught you to throw your blardy tantrum at the eatery today? Who taught you that fk attitude?

You cannot listen to 1 simple faggot advice from me. I told you how many times of how I disapprove of that fag, but obviously you treat it as a joke. You like impromptu? You like it when I IMPROMPTU GO UP TO STAGE AND PULL YOU DOWN LIKE A 2-YR OLD? Go figure. Then act sweet like GF and call me and hog my hp when I am at home. Why? no one serve you at home ah? Sheesh. You obviously forgot (just like any other human being) how much we quarrelled at uni because of your "dance". I had to spend my birthday at one of the halls because you had to dance? REMEMBER? FAG!

Misadventure #2
Who cares about those fags who die at the earthquake all over the globe? It's simple, human have short memories. That's why we can vote and revote and revote imbeciles into political power and rulers which decide their cake and eat it. We will never be able to commit to memory what has happened and WHAT CAN HAPPEN.

I am so sick and tired of everything. You want to keep saying me + so-and-so please continue saying and laughing at it because people not as physically attractive as you. People probably loves me more than you do and aren't you ashamed of that? All you know is to have everyday Xmas from me and I really never see someone as thick-skinned as you are. Have you ever cared about my stuff? Well, yes you are forgetful. Well, as long they do not concern you, you conveniently forget about every and anything. To you, I am forever a disgrace to you and will never be able to redeem myself.

Everyday is all about what you want- it doesn't matter whether I am tired or not. But when I want it I never get it. Some fair? And you got the bloody cheek to complain to me about it? Well done on that.

I shudder to think I need to plan my holidays next year. As much as I would to plan, I don't even know what's in store for us when you cannot even listen to simple instructions like "DRINK MORE WATER" "DO NOT DANCE" DUHZZZZ??????? and yea, thanks for behaving like some big shit. You make me feel like some small shit that owes the big shit lots.

I don't want to pay for a trip which ultimately we won't be taking together. NO THANKS. My leave from now-on is NON-PAID LEAVE. Every single hour I take it would be deducted from my pay. I don't have that kind of luxury of going to China on an all paid expenses with 10 days leave. I don't.

If you don't want to meet me after work I also don't feel like meeting you after work. I don't see the point. You either make me wait half an hour (after you so called arranged/meet time) or blame _______ (lift/stairs/boss/toilet/forgot stuff) for you inability to keep appointments. Well, you are never at fault. Every single wrong-doing has its blame. Yea, that's so you- so perfect as always.

Like I always say, go think hard about what you want. You can go back to your straight world. I can handle life without you.

Su played with Magic @ 12/28/2004 01:25:00 AM
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*About Me*

I am... Tan S L;
born on 07 Mar 1978
and my GF calls me Su :D
We are happily 'married' and
staying together in our new home!
with 3 furkids.
Ich Liebe Dich Jess!

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