Think DIFFERENT 01 - “Who are you to judge???(bitch face optional)”

September 18th, 2009 by saintdl
Think DIFFERENT 01 - “Who are you to judge???(bitch face optional)”
As a contribution to this society i thought i’d unleash some of my thoughts and wisdom on a random basis…
I will put a title of commonly used statements. Statements and beliefs that are strangely incorrect, no matter as per normally or politically but have gone around unquestioned. I intend to question these statements and bash it to an early grave.

“Who are you to judge???(bitch face optional)

I bet u hear this alot. You give a judgemental statement and someone shoot right back and all of a sudden you feel maybe you’re being abit nasty… and starts to either question yourself, letting the someone continue their verbal assault at you, or you play the role of the bad person to win the argument, then go home and feel slightly bad about it.

You know what… WRONG!

Judging people is wrong? Since when? Since how? What is so wrong?

Everyone judges everyone and everything. Is that good? Is that bad? Does it taste good? Does it taste bad? Is he a nice person? Is he a pervert? Is he mean? Is that man rude? is he generous? Each day we all end up judging at least 100 things and/or people before we sleep.

Let no one say these words” who are u to judge?”. Because everyone can judge, shall judge and should judge(i judged that) and if they did not judge you, then who are they to ask you who are you to judge? For if they hath not judged, for all they know you ARE someone to judge. So if they are right, that i am wrong to judge that people can and should judge, then they should not have judged that people are wrong to judge people and by asking you the question “who are you to judge” they are judging that your action of judging is questionable at best or plain wrong, which is a load of bullshit.

Geez, people are so full of it aren’t they? They got so much bullshit inside that they got to spit out some at times. When that doesn’t satisfy them, they spill the bullshit on other people. Imposing your own belief on people is questionable in itself. Worse still, people who impose on you a belief that isn’t theirs to begin with in the first place. They got the bullshit imposed upon them by someone else, then they go around spreading the bullshit. For all you know the someone who imposed his idea upon the perosn spilling bullshit onto you, the bullshit might not even have been his own beliefs. So at the end of the day everyone is defiling everyone else and corrupting and tainting other people’s mind with OTHER people’s faeces.

OOOHHHH judgeing people isn’t good is how they will get back at me. Or is it? I say judging people gives ALOT of good.
That’s right. Judging isnt bad. Who’s the good guy, what’s good for us? What’s good for people? What is considered caring? Which actions are considered good? Who’s the person we should call our hero? Who to believe? What to believe? Which deity to believe? God? Or Satan? What to follow? Who to follow? What’s a good example? What should we educate to our future generation? Stopping rape, is it good? Stopping bad behaviours, is that good?

Goodness come out of judging all people and all things. You hath a right to judge. Hell… By the rules of Nature, you even have a right to kill. But society as it stands doesn’t allow that, that’s all. Of course we practice the same double standards. Thou shalt not kill! Yet we kill bugs, we kill cows, we kill sheeps, we kill rats, we kill chickens, we kill birds, we kill convicts, we’re so fucking evil that we even have to kill time(GASP!).

True. Judges make wrong judgements some times, not all judgements are good. Whether ur judgement is correct, let time and other people be the judges. For all i’m concerned, society views judging people as a bad, bad, bad, thing altogether. What is so bad about it? When Emporer Qin ruled harshly and violently, destroying his subjects’ histories, cultures, religions, sense of identity because he judged it to be evil and gives raise to differences and which in turn lead to instability, all says he is evil. Yet look now. Is China a place where more then 10 races of people engage war continually? In this case, the emporer judged right, the people judged wrong. All are entitled to speak their old views and give their own judgements. Time will provide the evidence.

And for religious people, if your gods or God didn’t intend for you to judge, then they would not have given you this intelligence. If they had not intended for people to judge, they would not have become one of the gods to rule over and judge us. If HE hath not wanted us to judge, we wouldn’t be able to judge. He gave us the ability because he want us to be self sufficient. He don’t want to use his magic everytime one of us gets hungry. SELF SUFFICIENT. That’s why he given us the seeds and the cattles and the trees and the earth to draw from. And our wits and intelligence so we can judge some of the easier cases here on Earth. The rest is up to the Almighty Divine Judicial Review aka judgement day. God judges. And he created us in his image. Doesn’t that tells you something?

So go forth and judge. People are full of shit. Don’t have it from them. Keep this in mind. Shoot them back and shoot them to hell if you ever hear “Who are you to judge?”

Words i wanted to say to you, Pam…

June 17th, 2009 by saintdl

It is very nice to see you again Pam. I couldn’t bring myself to forget what transpired. But i guess somewhere in my heart i really just can’t bring myself to hate you.

You said i was overly negative. I wanted to rebuke but i guess in your current situation you don’t need that from me.

But i need to get it off my chest. And i know i will never get the chance to tell really tell you this. And i know even if i did you’re gone forever. I’ve lost you forever, even if you’re right here in front of me. So i guess i’ll say it in this blog here and pretend i’m saying it to you.

It pains me to see you in pain. I thought it would be so satisfying to witness you in pain because like i predicted the bastard will leave you for another after having his fun or seeing a better target. But it wasn’t. Partly because i still love you so much. Partly though, because i know you have to be totally in love with him to be hurt this bad. And that would mean you have given him all your love and all your thoughts. I remembered when you were just with him, you told me you still miss me. But i now know i was eliminated from your heart… very long ago. There was no space in there for me anymore. And will never be. I had lost you. We can never be together again. It pains me to know this.

You say i am too negative. But you are so wrong. My choice to only find women for “activities” is perhaps the best choice. And i’ll tell you why… You see i’m not ugly. In fact im quite good looking. I have a ripped body and i’m awesome in bed(too bad you never got to know that). But i don’t know how to romance a lady. I’m not good with words. I’m not good at maintaining conversations. And when i don’t have enough sleep i go brain-dead mode.

I know what you’re gonna say. You’re going to tell me i can find someone who will accept all these bad qualities in me. Well i thank you first, and then i’m gonna have to tell ya, that you’re talking bullshit. People don’t accept whats bad of a person anymore. They are educated now. They go for the good and when they cannot rid the bad, they do not try to make things work. Instead they go looking again. Oh no? I’m wrong? Then for what reasons did you left me for?

Ha… No. No it wasn’t because we are not meant to be. We had a shot at it. So when that opportunity was given to us, we were meant to. No… don’t give me that. It’s not because we’re too different. You know what i’ll tell you what you left me for. You left me because i’m not good at words. You left me because i’m not as expert at romancing you as that bastard. You left me because i worked at Cisco, and that left me sleepless and braindead.

Nope it’s still not because we’re not meant to be. We could have worked things out. I told you things will get better after i changed jobs. You did mention i’m better at conversations now too didn’t you? Well i do not have to trouble with sleep anymore. It’s because i was going through a trying moment. And you too. But there was a third party. A third party who rejoices at robbing my girl away from me and then announce in Friendster “I want what i want!”

I needed you most at that time. I know you needed me to do something for you. I was there but i couldn’t help. But i was there… You had to carry on drinking. You had to allow another man to get close to you and listen to you when you can tell me your problems. What did he do to help you? Nothing! And how was he better? How did he deserve your love? How can a man like that deserve you?

Because he romance you better. At a time when i was undergoing a terrible time and could not do the same. And at a time when you too are fighting your own demons and cannot stand with me.

Tell me. If i find another woman to love, and i cannot sweet talk, romance, buy gifts, or contribute anything material… And i tell her i love her, and i really do. I pour my love with all my heart…

The question here is… How can she feel it? How can she know it? When there is nothing material left to think about? She can? Oh really? Did you?

Ah… See? You never did feel it. To you it was just 6 months. And you came to me after 1 yr with that guy… You said to me,”You know… you never really did anything for me. You never really loved me. How can you be hurt so bad? Let it go…”

How can i? You know hurt? Oh all women says they know hurt. All women says they are the only victims in a relationship. Nobody gives a shit to the stronger men.

You know i’m a tough man. Not the alpha male type. But i’m tough. You wanna kill me i will bring at least a fucker with me. I fought guys bigger then my size. I fought 10 people at once. I jumpstart my stopped heart with sheer willpower. I, paralysed from waist-down, crawled to the shore. But then i was defending myself, fighting for my life. I was fighting. In love…

*does a handsign implying i’m digging into my chest and present to you with both palms, my raw heart in the flesh… beating as i present it in front of you*

See, when i love someone… as i did you… I have to dig it out like this and give to to the woman i love…

And if the woman happens to throw it onto the ground, spit on it and steps on it like a piece of shit, or if she stabs it with a knife… That’s it for me. That’s what will happen to the heart. I’ll die.

And die i did when you left me. For a man who doesn’t deserve you and will hurt you. For the words you say to me. For telling me you have never seen proof of my love. For hinting to me i can only be a friend now…

We didn’t seperate due to differences. We didn’t seperate cos we’re not suitable for each other. We’re not seperated becaue of quarrels because the quarrels only come when you started to let him in and you KNOW IT…

And you killed the positive Lim Jun Long. You thought what i hoped will come is just lies. You brought in the evil Jun Long. And as you let me know i can never be with you ever, the anger in me will only grow. The regret will stay. And regret grows each day you age until it becomes so big when you approaches your FINAL MOMENT.

It can never go away. I know you’re trying to make me release the hate but can i… when i know and you know… that even if you knew the only way of killing this hate in its tracks — coming back to me, you will not do it…?

With this i end what i wanted to say to you Pam. I hope you recover and walk out of it soon. Because i cannot accompany you out anymore. It has become too taxing for me to look at you and not summon any rage or hate. I had to do it to help you walk out of it. But it has become too taxing for me to do so.

I wish you all the good things in Life, Pamela. Perhaps one of the few last good in me anymore… But believe me i am really sincere in wishing you… All the best in Life, Pam…

I shall miss you. If possible… we shall never meet again. Ever.

还记得。。。

May 24th, 2009 by saintdl

还记得,小时候叔叔,阿姨,爸爸,妈妈和朋友们都对我说

,我是注定体格娇小,体弱多病。只有习惯和接受自己的天命,和天生的体质。我却不以为然。物镜天择是自然的规则。如果生的弱就注定世代拥有弱的血脉,那带头老大死后,物种不就注定走向灭亡吗?根本不可能。

生命就是一场厮杀,是一个永无休止的战争和搏斗。物种是在厮杀中成长,在竞争中进步。所以我苦苦修读饮食,运动的种种科学,练成一身健康结实的肌肉。还学会怎么保护自己。甚至在我的顶峰时期,能以一敌十而获胜。

也记得,老爸常对我说,我不是一个软弱的男人。因为医生一度都相信刚出世的我活不过一个月。而我活了下来。这让我想起。。。我两度心脏停屯,被我用意志和所能汇集的力量,让心脏重新跳动。而有一次,我腰围以下瘫痪,刺骨的痛楚像是撕裂我一般,把浑身的力气都肖掉了。我溺水,沉到了海底。凭我不服输,不甘心和一股强烈的斗心,竟然用手从海底爬了上来。

不过,却老早忘了自己年轻时的口头禅:“我命由我不由天”。
曾几何时,人生的苦难竟然把倔强的我折服了。不过我不能认命。我不想认命。种种事情都证明了我是能刻出一条老天没想给过我的路。如果我真有任命,那就是决不向天低头。我不会认输。我不会认命。

还记得。。。
男人大丈夫,能屈能伸。忍一时,留大用。

等着瞧吧。我一定打败你。我活着,就不会向天低头。

Final Fight…

December 29th, 2008 by saintdl

Before i start rebuilding my base else where…

 

I guess i have forgiven my mother after all… After so much has happened, i don’t have energy to hate anymore. I can’t be emotional as i had.

 

This Richard/Alan character spooked me for a while. But now i know who he is, everything seem a little less threatening. For one, a man of his brashness and carelessness could not be the kind of boss figures in the secret soceity.

 

I overheard him talking to his… not so bright little sidekick. He was bragging about himself owning 2 other massage parlour that offer sexual services and his friends can get 20% discounts by saying his name. C’mon even movie mobsters tell you they don’t brag about their backdoor operations, it would get their ass busted.

 

This self proclaimed richard/alan character freaked me out when he claims to have big connections. But from the looks of it hes just a lousy con man with underhanded tricks up his sleeves to make me go out of business… Or, from what i overheard… was to make me one of his “head”. The dumb kid who would get the whacking when legal authorities comes after him.

 

My poker trick includes acting like i don’t know how to play so i know which players are the sharks. And who are the casual players, who are the gentlemen.

 

Too bad for him i knew his tricks and i have report this to the authorities. I hope he gets arrested soon. Such backdoor underhanded people who wants to bring trouble onto others when we have done him no harm, had it coming to themselves.

 

I was skinny and frail but i refused to give in to those small time gangsters. Who were very intimidating to me then… But even then i refused them and fought back. Until the very last days of teenagehood i fought back against any self proclaimed gangster who try to exert their “gangly powers” on me and half the time kick their asses and sent them bleeding badly.

 

So when the FUCK should i give in to this richard/alan character? No FUCKING WAY. I fought back like i used to. I made the report, i did the right thing. I should have stalk him and smash his head and made him vegetable the rest of his life. No one would have traced it back to me. I didn’t knew him. *shrugs* Too bad. I lost that chance now. But i gained pride and dignity.

 

Though, the fat fuck has given me some ideas. I would not know who the hell his contacts in police force are or which MPs he is talking about. Besides, I now know this kind of stupid character wouldn’t have these kind of contacts… Anyways, his words gave me an idea.

 

The idea was a simple one. I could seek an MP for an official appeal! WTF haven’t i thought of it earlier? Well… I never sought any help from MP and i thought only those drama-like family with drama-like problems earn the right to go to them. After all all i wanted to do is to bring good clean fun — games into my shop. WTF is so incriminating and horrible that HDB banned games from HDB estates i do not know. But i know one thing. I invested too much into this place. I HAVE to try something. Something politically correct.

 

I would not give in to the likes of richard/alan cgharacters of the likes of those so called gangsters. I will have my business clean and legal. I will have my income earned straight.

 

I was too straight and fouled my personal relationships when i was back in NS. But i still believe my father brought me up right. Straight and upright is what a man should be. This appeal would be the final fight. If i lost, then the bad guys scored one. But i will start elsewhere and someday i will be rich enough to bring them down. And i will bring the hate for these richard/alan characters down my generations if i had to. I will spend my very last days making their backdoor business close down!

 

But… now… pray for me friends… hopefully this appeal works…

Even then… i’m still in the territory of this richard/alan dood. The fight is far from over…

But a victory is still a victory. Let’s hope the appeal succeeds…

Nice

December 19th, 2008 by saintdl

It’s been sometime. You look better then before. I still hate you. But its nice to see you again. Slow down huh? I still remember you mentioned you will only slow down if you found the right person to settle down with. Guess you found him.

 

You’ll not get any blessings from me. So save yourself the invitation. I won’t attend. I suppose its really over now. Its all over a long time back. I gave you the reason to end it. But the realization that it is over, and over for real just struck me. I know its no longer possible anymore. It’s only going to be a fragment of my memories. I wish you the best for whatever you do from here on.

 

I left that day feeling good to have talked to you about what happened. My stress cleared, but i brought back with me emptiness instead. I think i had better remained like i had. Remain silent and annonymous. Remain away from your world.

 

The keychain… it looks familiar. I’m not sure but i think i saw it somewhere else. Was that the one you gave me on the day you left me for him? No matter, I thank you. I had not forgotten about your birthday. But i think… you have had your romantic birthday night already and whether or not this invisible man decide to give you anything is of no matter or consequence. It’s not going to change anything and i’m not gonna give you something as a friend. I actually finally found a eeyore that smiles happily. Then i shoved off the idea because i wanted to give it to you annonymously but i do not know your unit. I just realised there are alot of you i do not know of, back then. I didn’t know he was after you. I didn’t know you were singing in Music Cafe. I didn’t know you were a part-time singer.

 

I did try to forget you. I tried dating other women. You think i wanna remain lonely? While you left me and become happy? No. I wanted to be 10 times better then you’re. I wanted to show you i’ll be 10 times better off without you. Yet…

We all have certain things we understand we like and look for those things constantly. That feminine touch. That gentleness that i felt from you, is hard to find on other women. I just can’t find another like you. But you’re gone. For good. That much i realise. Don’t worry. I won’t harm him. It has crossed my mind to kill him. But then i would have to kill you to get away with it. So i dropped the idea. I hate you for doing that to me. But i can’t bring myself to bring harm to you or make you cry. I know you love him.

 

I will go my way. This much is true. I don’t ant to carry memories of you about with me. It’s harder to handle then my stress. Introduce me someone nice if you have the opportunity. It’s lonely facing the world just by yourself. Since this post is here… Happy BEElated Birthday. I remember on that day itself i only grunted a “humph” angrily. You know who you are… God i hate you to the core. But i want you to know this… Meeting you was still the best thing in my life thus far. My life was in a mess wback then. But i lived. Cos you were there. Thank you. Thank you for approaching me that day at the Bukit Batok Interchange April 2007.

Self Confidence

December 18th, 2008 by saintdl

Self confidence. Mistaken by many to be another way of saying self esteem. Yet the difference is huge. Self esteem is how you view yourself and hold your esteem. Whether you get your chest up and look towards the sky or shrug your shoulders and let your head hang. Self confidence on the other hand, is how much you believe in your own capabilities.

 

By the way, hi folks. It has been a long time since i wrote anything. This time its not insomnia. Not yet anyway. I just felt i had to write abit more.

 

I have always been blessed with extraordinary planning abilities. Looking at how my father handled his men, i learnt from a young age how to look ahead and soon grew to possess uncanny traits that allow me to swim freely in the political climate. Being young and stupid, i once viewed this ability as dishonorable and uncalled for, as unneccesary. I hid it. I feared myself. I used it so much i don’t even know who i am anymore. As age catches up and people becomes more independent, chances of socialising with peers diminishes. What with my illness, it didn’t helped one bit. NS however forced me to use this trait once again. I played it well. But due to lack of use, i was abit slow and didn’t handled most things the way i would have or like to. Illness and age, and oh, loneliness too played a part. I grew soft. I grew weak. Relationship matters weakened me the most. I grew to let emotions cover my most trustworthy 6th sense. I let emotions blind me to my instincts that something is wrong. It was the same with them. It was the same with Her. It was the same with my business.

 

I planned everything. I did. I really did. From operation to costs to advertising to management to accounts. Yet halfway through, i let emotions cover my instincts again. I trusted my uncle when he said it would be better to renovate the whole place when it was already a perfect place that needed no renovations. I trusted him when he said that doing custom made cabinets would be cheaper then IKEA tables. Because he was family. Because i knew him since young. I turned off my calculations and just trusted him. Now the renovations has proved to be my weak spot. Had i not done the renovations i would have enough funds to last me until this crisis blows over, till big money flows in. Yet this is not the case.

 

True i have had sudden, unlucky events happened. I was taken aback. I was shocked and frightened. But then i immediately settled it. I know how to fix this. Yet funds is what i cannot use anymore. Siah was right. He was wrong in thinking i have not planned well. But he was right on afew things. I should have stuck to plan. I should have told him. I could have received a warning. I didn’t. I let family blind me.

 

I’m not blaming anyone. I’m not blaming Siah, i’m not blaming my uncle. I blame myself. I am the mastermind of this plan and i have not stuck to my plots. The story goes awry, who else could i possibly blame other then myself? I saw a hole and i stepped in.

 

I knew what i had to do. And this time i will listen to my instincts. It’s true no one will set up business and sell it off the next month. Some say i give up too fast. Some say its a waste. Some tell me to think twice given the energy i have put in. But i can see further then anyone of you.

 

Poker, anyone have played it? When winning cards are not with you and the 4th hand doesnt see any winning combination, then perhaps winning is clearly not an option. What would you do? Show hand, all-in? Call? Raise? No. You would fold once the 4th hand is revealed. I would fold. And thats what i’m going to do.

 

It is a decision that will disgrace me. But ego does not feed a man. It will incur losses, but losing this while preserving the majority of my chips, gaining a lesson? Its worth it. Some say “saiyang”. That is a word which contains alot of emotions. Emotions cloud the judgements. As insomnia leaves me for good and my older, more primitive self returns to where it belongs i know i can’t afford to let emotions cloud me this second time. I learned, all over again, that i am who i can really trust. Siah is right. Siah is my trusty general and strategist. Someone who is finally like-minded. Yet this is the same like-mindedness that i fear. And it was his suggestions to rush it before the holiday season is over that for the very first time clouds my judgement. His words filled me with emotions and clouded my judgements. Yet he is not the one who spoiled my plans. I was the one who planned a winning game and played out another hand instead. But i learned since a very young age to get up the split second i fall. Let the pain come and let the blood flow. You can’t stop it but you can pick yourself up with pride. 

 

So what is the problem now?

It shames me and pains me deeply that i cannot prove myself to Her. It pains me so that i have given her another reason to believe her leaving me was a right decision. No matter. She was right in leaving me. Any man who is blind enough to turn his back on the very unique ability he alone possesses, that sets him apart from the chumps… is a fool she should leave. I was that fool.

 

I should thank her. It was her who struck this lesson onto my head like a heavy metal maul. I have very sharp instincts. I should have trusted them. If i had trust my instincts and not open my heart to Her i would not have been hurt so bad.

If i had trust my instincts and gave no heed to my uncle’s suggestions, i still have a fighting chance. And i would have very well succeeded. If i had listened to my instincts and not sign that contract with Cisco, i wouldnt have been in that pathetic shape that caused me to lose Her. If i had trust my instinct and close my heart towards min for good, i would not have bore ill feelings towards Alvin when they were together. If i had trust my instincts, i would have taken Accounting and Business Law instead of heeding my parents’ advices and gone to study engineering whose cursed Programming failed me and brought my glorious grades to naught.

 

But falls are falls and they happened. All i gotta do is to get up. Even that i forgotten along the way here…

 

Those times of weakness is over. Life is a funny thing. You start as zero. You learn and gain strength along the path. But you also age and picked up doubts and delusions. Then you learn and achieve enlightenment. Then you become zero. And the circle repeats itself until you draw your last.

 

Life has brought me back to when i was untrusting and scheming. Yet this is me at my strongest. The Junlong who can face Life alone and triumph is the Junlong who trust only himself.

 

Family and friends aside. Trusted strategist and foremen aside. I will trust my own instincts this time and the next. I will accept the disgrace of this defeat. Very, very hard to swallow. But i guess i should know better then anyone else that falls, broken bones and scraped knees are not enjoyable at all. It still pains my heart to know i gave Her the reason to rejoice in her decision for leaving me. Yet this is the defeat i must learn, and learn from.

 

I will sigh one last time and face my defeat with my head held high… The sunlight is gonna prick my eyes bad. I have let my head hang for so many years…

Women dating younger men?

October 5th, 2008 by saintdl

Let’s face it it’s not that difficult.

 

An article of Tina B. Tessina quotes:

Age difference is an adolescent worry: When you’re a teenager, an age difference of even two or three years makes a vast difference in your experience and your outlook on life. Such a difference can interfere with communication, life goals, outlook, and relationship experience. In addition, for the young, the social reaction to such a relationship is often negative. If one partner is underage, a sexual relationship is even against the law.

But, as you get older, life experience and emotional growth help to equalize your relationship skills and resources. A 10-year or more difference in your ages makes little difference in how well you can conduct your relationship.

Don’t focus on an arbitrary numbers difference in your ages. If you are getting along, you have good communication and problem solving, and you love each other, that’s a precious thing, and far more important than any age difference could be. If other people have a problem with it, let it be their problem.

Whether or not a relationship is healthy is not determined by age differences, but by the interaction between the partners. A 10-year difference is not too difficult to bridge, but a 20-year differences or more in age can lead to some difficulties as the partners get older. For example, the younger partner may mature and reconsider his or her choices, or an older partner may confront aging problems much sooner. But, as long as both parties are adult, and the couple has talked about their age difference and the future possibilities, I don’t make judgments about their respective ages.

 

That said a few years difference doesn’t make a difference. Different field of work doesn’t make a difference. And why should the kind of work you do be a problem? Unless you are working as a prostitute and your husband happens to be a president of a country i don’t see how that will come in as a problem. Instead you need to set your goals straight, get your facts right and stop harping on an issue that should never have been a problem.

 

 

P.S. I knew this person who was 3 years older then me. She handled things like a 16 year old and thought she was more mature then i was. The only thing different was i worked as a security guard. I still hear that sacarstic laugh, that despising tone whenever she heard me mention about my security job.

All that being said, i notice that from alot of other Singaporean women as well. I feel Singaporean women should really walk out from being ignorant. Walking into the society and having a good career is a start. But many of such are still ignorant. A single comment from friends or bosses or managers can change drastically your views of the man you once loved and turn it into hate and despise. No matter your age, admit it, you’re still thinking like a girl in college.

Stop defending yourself , admit it, and change it, all you bitches.

That being said i have also met others who are able to grow out of those lousy qualities and for once think like a woman. And i sincerely treasure their friendships.

All singaporean ladies should go become prostitutes

January 29th, 2008 by saintdl

Why not? They ARE prostitutes.

Stupid. Bitchy and a slut to the bones. These are our Singaporean girls, man. Get a grip for reality check. Because you people have been putting pussies on a pedestral and worshipping them. Not to mention a foul smelling, horrible looking one at that.

Oh no? Oh you women are intelligent? More intelligent then us men? More rational? More capable of calculation? Nope, certainly not more then men. On par, now i agree. These days women are just as capable. But not as smart and still a slut. Oh yeah, and you fucking bitches are still STUPID.

So the modern women is intelligent huh? They have goals in life, they know what they want. They want more from a guy in a relationship. But do they know what they mean when they tell us all those things above? I tell you they talk like they know something. Spoken like the real thing. But they’re just as intelligent as prostitutes can be.

Let’s start from the high demands of local girls in looking for the man of their dreams shall we? See they want their man to be highly ambitious, to keep wanting to go higher, to keep seeking the american dream. To be a fund manager or some businessman who can earn millions or at least 10k a month. Then it is still not enough. They want their man to keep going higher and aim higher. At the same time they want their man to have the time to entertain and fuck them alot so they don’t use their man’s money to go fuck ‘chilling’ in a pub and hook up with all the regulars there and get fucked by all of them (before proceeding to the next pub).

Before we do a check on the men and how is that not a good thing for us, let’s do a reality check. ALL women have these requirements in their mind right? But do they have what it takes to demand all these? Look at the women asking these from you. Did she have a Jessica Alba face? Did she have a Paris Hilton’s ‘i wanna be fucked right here right now and swallow your cum’ look on her face? Did she have the skin of Sora Aoi and breasts as big as Pamela Anderson and  perfect ass like that of Jennifer Lopez?  Did she have the look and lips of Angelina Jolie that says "I give blowjobs like a greek goddess can"?

Truth is only women with those qualifications can demand money, status, charm, confidence, humour and time from a man. But look at the women you knew asking those qualities from you again. Far from it. They don’t have the looks, they don’t have the body, their attitude sucks. they got issues, they ask for too much, they have more then 365 bad hair days in a year and they look worse then your grandma when they’re going through that time of the month. PLUS since they’re asking for ambition in a man which equals to MONEY, (no wait don’t give me that shit. Why would you want a man who aims for more money if you’re not looking for money? STFU and keep fucking that rich asshole you’re fucking right now and count your money you fuckslut, and stop interrupting me) they have really low morals. And since they would leave whoever they’re with to be with someone who aims for more money or someone with more money, their fidelity is as good as a prostitute - Whoever’s got the dough can fuck them. Yep that’s right. SO WHO THE FUCK DO THEY THINK THEY ARE WHEN ASKING FOR THE STARS? Period. Full stop.

Oh no? It’s not over? You have something to fight back on? Oh really let’s hear it shall we? Go on, go on.

Oh what? Oh ok. So these ladies say that they want a man with ambition and high earning power because they would feel safe. They would feel it is easier to bring up a child and have a happy family. They can tour the world. They can relax and think about love. PLUS. It’s the trend and women follow trend without using brains. It’s the social norm for men to earn more then a woman.

So the above are arguements from The Singporean Women Are All Sluts group. Which include 99.99999999999999999999999999% of all local women. Thank you. Now shall we see how stupid they are to even give such arguments?

First off this is the fucking new fucking millenia. Women are just as capable as men and they like the new social standing they have in society and in businesses. They can now earn as much as men or even more then men. They ALWAYS like to berate on men and BOAST how they can survive and prosper without men’s money. They go on and on saying a woman’s security is in her own career and her own money. They don’t need us. They can buy that PRADA themselves. Using the money they earned. So far so good? You getting all of this?

Ok then. Time for reality check 2. See if they are so fucking awesome. And since they can earn as much as us, why the fuck would they need us to earn so much for? Because of the social norm which requires men to earn more then women. They feel inferior and can’t boast to their girlfriends and be the bitch of the pack if they can’t boast about their rich boyfriend or husband. Since this is a equal sex opportunity society, let take a look at men. Do men feel inferior about their own girlfriends because their girlfriends/wives don’t earn as much? Do we leave our girlfriends and wives because they don’t aim for greater heights? No. Because a girlfriend/wife is seeked by men for companionship and not money. Now women are different in this sense. They equal companionship and sex and love with money. Much like a prostitute do in fact. What’s that you’re asking? Oh you’re saying we don’t have Brad Pitt’s look, Arnold’s body, George Clooney’s charisma and… we’re asking you ladies to be saints? No, no, bitch. C’mon slut lemme explain it to you. First off all men can have ripped bodies if we want to. We might not have looks but all of us can fight like a beast(we might not win but we can fight like a beast), we can always maintain that confidence. Second, we’re not looking for a Paris Hilton or Angelina Jolie or Pamela Anderson or Jessica Alba or Sora Aoi. We’re looking for a companion. And we don’t mind you got no breasts or if you got droopy breasts or if you don’t look like a super model. We just need you to stop fucking thinking about money and don’t leave to fuck the NEXT RICHER GUY. And you say we’re demanding a saint? How saintly is it by doing just that? See? YOU’RE SLUTS!!!!! YES!!!! YOU UNDERSTAND NOW??? =D =D =D =D =D =D =D =D =D (^^) (^^) (^^) (^^) (^^) (^^) (^^)

Thirdly, we all know now how important it is TO THEM that having money and ambition in a relationship means. But what does this means? What does it all come to? Does any of this have a point? I know of this friend who approached a guy and become his girl because he was the first to get a regular day job in his circle of friends. Then she left him because he got no big ambitions. Sound familiar to YOU WOMEN? Every single woman in this country has been guilty of this. Reality Check 3! While it all sounds reasonable to some people. What has it got to do with anything. You go into relationship because of love. It’s like saying i love cheese cakes. But the electric appliances they made the cake from doesn’t cost 100,000euros so i don’t like the cheese cake. Unless of course, you’re saying you like the guy(or cheese cake) because of the job he is holding and the ambitions he have(or the electric appliances used to make the cake). In which case you won. You just shut me up and proven you’re a money driven slut. Anyone on the street can fuck you with money. You’re a slut everyone can fuck and you’re just money and you’re able to be bought like any other prostitute everywhere. You’re worth less respect then a piece of shit laying in the grasses somewhere. Congratulation on your victory, cumface. Let’s proceed shall we?

Let’s return to basics. Women now argue that they need a guy to be richer then them because if something happens to them or if they got busted in their career, they have something to fall back on. Which means, they STILL want to depend on MEN. Do you see sense in this? Probably to some idiots. But let’s do reality check 4 and lemme explain what prostitute logic this really is.

See thing is they still need us. They depend on us STILL. Yet they go crapping and boasting men are not as great. I don’t know about you. But if i need someone to watch my back. Someone to fall back on and ensure i’m covered, i don’t go telling him he’s a pansy and he’s not so awesome aymore and that i’m way hotter then he is. Which is what all women have been doing to men. Stupid. Or you got a better, more demeaning word to it?

Next, local prostitutes - i mean women, should really use their brains and make a decision. Right now. Stop being a stupid cumslut shitwhore. You read so many books, you received very good education. You do very well in your career. WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL STUPID?

You see if you want to depend on men and ensure all men are richer then you, stop working and fucking stealing our jobs. Go home, wash our clothes, clean up the mess, cook something nice, wear a sexy lingerie so we can go home after a hard day, fuck you nicely and eat something delicious. If you still think the tradition way, be a tradition woman. If you wanna be a modern women and succeed in your career, i don’t see why you need riches in a man. If you earn as much as him, you all can pay for your own expenses, can share the house loan, and still be able to go travel the world. If you’re richer and the man can live off himself then i don’t see why relationships still must require so much ambitions and money. Does this situation make sense to you? Am what i said making sense yet? If you’re career minded, then losing the job and depending on your man should be the last thign you can fall back on. When men have a high income job, we don’t ask the same or more from the girl who would become our girlfriends. We don’t require our wives to support us financially if we lose our job. We go out to find another job. But women must do things differently. Because they are borned with issues stuck-up-their-ass and they make everything they touched and meddled with stuck-up-in-the ass as well.

So why? Explain it to me. How is riches in a man and ambition all that important to you? Other then the fact that you’re like a female dog who only lets the top dog or dogs with more status and power fuck you? In which case, you just shut me up and won again proving you’re just an animal and i’m right that you are a prostitute.

Please, quit your jobs and go to the streets. Let people fuck you and pay you. That’s what you women have been doing anyway.

昨遲人

December 17th, 2007 by saintdl

歌手:許志安 作曲:柳重言 填詞:歐志深 編曲:Gary Chan

遲了聽你細訴
你曾迷途和那理想跟前途 多麼糊塗
遲了半秒
約你晚飯漫步在那海濱公園一雙足印
如同共舞 這戀愛的信徒
再一次失去愛神憐憫
一次要被遺下在半途

遲了送上雨傘 雨仍毛毛
誰與你竟早潛逃 終於徒勞
遲了愛你替你抹掉問號
遲了抱緊雙手差點經已同行共老
這戀愛的旅途
我想要得到卻未拾到
多麼糟可給我為你填補

*昨日像得到 遲來無去路
 給你與某人在長夜共抱
 只懂得安慰或時候未到
 天未亮都需要為你虛耗
 (當日或今日亦一樣殘酷)

 陪我細訴 和我抱抱
 為何天空一個城堡
 仰望卻無法觸到 蓋著被鋪
 彷似終得到安土
 笑著投入你(的)懷抱*

遲了吻你兩片軟唇紅紅而那眼睛都紅紅
心中重重
遲了疼你與你抱著做夢直到昨天分手
只懂一個呆呆目送
今天我一個人 再一次失去愛神護蔭
今天他當天你如何殘忍

REPEAT*

我在昨日為何遲未說出
心中想告訴你那些話
那份說話為何留待了他
細心聽他講一百遍
但已醜化 心已火化

REPEAT*

我會祝福你安好 快樂投入那些懷抱

灰飛煙滅

December 17th, 2007 by saintdl

   灰飛煙滅 - 許志安

     曲︰梁文福
     詞︰黃偉文
     編︰GARY TONG

      地球上從前有過一個樂園
     為於星光下紅唇上泡影破滅前
     漸明白情緣似我掌中虛線
     幸福的宿命從來是無常地間斷

   #我知道不可倖免 卻不滿匆匆乍現
     最淒美的故事總要那麼短
     我妄想翻天巨變 會給我一點紀念
     那劇痛讓我掛牽 像懷內遺下碎片

   〔誰不知〕灰飛煙滅脆薄回憶不堪一擊
     從此以後聲音氣味顏色崩潰蒸發沒有痕跡
     從未愛過也需要憑証
     無法辨認亦必須認領
     等碎片散落滿地 我便留下尋物証
     務求在瓦爍中發現愛情

    

     誰不知灰飛煙滅再沒痕跡不可追憶
     如果以後找不到那遺跡怎麼可蹤容我沉溺
     誰道我要去找個人証
     陪我斷定什麼可能性
     轉眼間美麗風景 有若從未存在過
     突然沒有縱影