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Aloha Psychic-has-to-be *grins*

My bad again! I seem to disappear frequently without truly meaning to as life has put me far from the living edge again. Now with me resting along with my hurtful gum [after the horrible wisdom tooth surgery], I am staying home and catching up with the layout and posting around here. Even though I can’t literally yell at people, it doesn’t add to my “injury” if I shout at them inside my wicked head.

A good friend of mine [or should I use the term “used-to-be good friend”?] recently told me about her boyfriend’s gambling debt. I don’t want to reveal how much on here but I would say according to my extravagant dictionary, it’s definitely something NOT small/ neglect-able. And what amazed me was [hm, it still does, but I used “past tense” anyway] that she actually went to the bank and co-signed on the loan document for him. That means, if he runs away, she will be responsible for a huge amount of debt which wasn’t “caused” by her anyhow.

First thing that came to my mind after hearing the story was, “are you out of your mind?”, “do I even know you?”, “is ‘love’ so powerful that it causes that fucking blindness and brain death?”…etc. Instead, I remained speechless, not because I wasn’t able to yell physically [I didn’t have my operation then], it’s because it’s happened, it’s history. She was not asking me for advice, for opinion. She has already made her decision and she was just informing me. Maybe I appear busy all the time doing this and doing that and never really want to chit chat on the phone [the radiation causes me headaches!], but if she would only pick up the phone and talk to me about it before making such a hasty decision, I would have been honored to analyze the situation together with her. Maybe she doesn’t know how serious the issue could be if a breakup happens. Maybe she doesn’t care that her friends care that much for her. Maybe she thinks that’s what love and support mean if she is in a relationship. That leaves me with a bunch of *sighs*…

Once a gambler, always a gambler! Right, call me shallow, call me cold-blooded, call me BITCH! In my life, it’s really that simple! If it’s a business failure, if his parent needs to go through some kind of serious operation leading to the owning of such a considerable amount of debt, I would understand. Hell no, it’s gambling debt! Let me repeat the word again - G.A.M.B.L.E.!

My friend, it takes 5-6 years to repay all the debt [assuming that there is no additional debt accumulated throughout the years], excuse me, how old will you be by then? If you are looking for a stable, wonderful married life with healthy kids running around, when could your dream be accomplished? If you think you are so in love with him, it would only make sense if you take a step back and review the whole situation before your eyes, then tell me if this is the Mr Prince Charming you have always dreamed of. If you want to foresee a future, have you loved yourself and protected yourself enough to have that bright light that you deserve?  If a person jeopardizes your love like that, are you that blind and courage-less to let him ruin your life?
As a friend, I can’t say much. Honest words are always not appearing to be the most appealing words to your ears. You have a brain, go figure! Maybe you would say that I don’t understand a thing, I don’t understand love, I don’t understand being there for someone when he is going through hardship. I won’t argue, because the thing that I don’t really understand in this world would be YOU. And now, you don’t know how frustrating and heart-breaking this is to your friends that they don’t seem to understand you anymore.
Ice Queen who is Beaten up by “love”

P.S. Sorry for your friend in your previous entry. I only wish maybe your friend should know the friend I mentioned here, then, the world would be a better place! Well, I guess mismatch happens all the time ha?

Hi! Iced Drama Queen with a ETB

Wow! ETB! Sounds like some hi-tech stuff! This ETB has to be really E in order to dump all those trashy guys, toxic wives and stupid fools, there’re so many of them and they are all over the world!  And what a pity to your best friend! But in another sense, it’s good that she can finally leave her puppy love with a toxic wife and a under-covered son behind and start her new life!

I will skip my merciless speech this time, cause I really need to take a moment, for one of my friend.

I was having dinner with a friend, who was once quite a close friend when we were in high school. He went to study aboard for a few years after we graduated and since then we seldom contact each other. I don’t know if I really wanted to meet him again or I was just meeting him out of courtesy (as he asked me out) beforehand, but no matter what, I have no intention to turn that down, and after this dinner, it keeps me thinking.

He told me that my card reading for him foresaw exactly what was lying ahead for him when he was studying overseas (Thanks! But I don’t remember what was the reading about). He met a girl there, started a relationship, a stable one, almost at the stage of planning for marriage, but he thought that he’s too young, and he wasn’t prepared for marriage until he’d got a job and got himself financially stable, so he asked her to wait, and he went back, working hard in an investment bank, saving money, hoping for a prosperous future and a lovely family, until the day, the girl said she was sorry, loneliness kicks in, and takes it all (OMG! I told you something this nasty? OMG! And how come I really don’t remember any of this? OM_G!). He told me he did try hard, he flew back and tried to fix it for a few times, but that just didn’t work. He understands why the girl feels lonely, he has such a long and tiring working hour and everyday when he’s off his work, it’s mid-night at her side, and he has all those professional exams to prepare for and to attend, he said that he just can’t take care of so many things at the same time.

I’m not sure about the details of this, so I’m not going to scold at anybody this time (but I reserve any rights to do so). All I can say is, hey, friend, life is about finding ways to make ourselves smile, so if you don’t think you’re living a happy life, maybe it’s time to make some changes.

This is not happening to just him, and it is not the first time I heard something like this. Why people are so afraid of being lonely and get so impatient about love? The only reason I can think of is that the girl just doesn’t think my friend is the one, so it’s not worthy to wait for him, and wasting all the time to seek for another guy. If that is the case, he needs no bother to be sad about this, just moves on and keeps going, true love deserves some waiting.

He told me he has changed, he’s not really the person he was. I’m not quite sure about what he meant exactly, that was just the very first time we met after he’s back. He seemed a little bit confused when he’s telling me about that, I can’t tell if he’s confused about the reason why he changed, or if he’s clueless about whom he now is. Is this a common rule that we must let something go and give something up to grow up? Then how much is appropriate?

I wasn’t very nice to this friend, I admit, even we were quite close, just simple because I don’t believe. He’s a very friendly and caring person who’s always sincere toward anybody, I don’t really think that there’s a real person in life could possibly be that positive. And I am right, the person doesn’t exist anymore, and this is the first time I feel bad about my ability to tell the future.

Remember who you are, and that’s the only way to get you back home. I hope my friend will someday understand that.

Psychic (for once) don’t WannaBe          

Hey Psychic WannaBe with a not-sure-if-she’s-okay friend

Welcome back my friend. Yes how do you like the refreshing look? I quite like the Wine Coolers on the top right hand corner. Oh, I think I desperately need some alcohol doses too [GIVE ME MY WINE NOW!!!]. Background might be different, but we are the same. I am still struggling to cut down my blowing-minds-off-yelling and trying hard to maintain and express my inner grace! Ok, I am sounding pretentious! So, whatever!

OH MY GOD! [imagine how loud my voice is with all those CAPITAL LETTERS] What a trashy guy! I should dump him into my “Enormous Trash Bin” which I use to collect human beings [and my boss] these days. Why “Enormous”? Oh well, don’t tell me you don’t agree that there should be quite a good amount of stupid fools who deserve that “Oooops off you go, bye bye!”. They just don’t belong here! Doesn’t this guy have no shame whatsoever? A man should act like a man. Come on, since when it’s ok to kiss a girl out of the blue? Since when they don’t have to pay any effort in “chasing” a girl? Since when life is that simple – “oh I want to kiss, let’s kiss the girl next to me”? Dah. If anyone ever has that courage to do anything like that with me [not that someone would dare to do that], I am gonna KICK some GOOD ASS [till he blacks out, maybe]!

Talking about men, I am not against men at all [no lesbo, I adore men *laughs*], but some of them do get on my about-to-explode nerves. My best friend is going through a depressing zone because she found that her puppy love is a father of a child now with some woman [not married yet due to the different social status, since the guy’s family is quite affluent]. My darling loved him and I guess she is going through such a dramatic emotional change because the news reveals that they are really going onto different paths of their lives. One of her dream bubbles somehow is vanished in the air. Ok, let me get this straight. Is this guy blinded? Can he foresee that his gf has some kind of “toxic wife syndrome” [it’s a professional term, not something I made up]? Why? Because the woman knows if she has the baby, the guy is not going to leave [not that soon]. And if he does leave in the future, her life style is still secured. Why? Because the baby is a weapon to claim for daily expenses and such [since when the innocent baby is being sent to war?]! Don’t ask me why I know, it’s really simple because I am a woman and I can distinguish these “gold-diggers” without even having to look at their faces. Why would the men break up with the nice girls and be with the nasty ones? Can’t they even feel the threat? Probably their eyes are on their butts [not on their heads] and they are sitting on them all the time. That’s why they can’t see at all!

Another thing which disgusts me these days would be someone kept bugging me and thought he could ruin my life. Oh yea? Maybe he over-estimates his power or maybe he under-estimates me. If I don’t want someone to be in my life anymore, I don’t owe anyone an explanation [who needs that? It will be a bunch of lies anyway, can’t you understand?]. I delete him/ her from my system right there and right then. I move on with my life. But honey, maybe I am too naïve because some people out there don’t think so. They want some attention, they want explanations [blah blah blah], they want pity and sympathy, they want to understand [HELLO! There are so many things in the world that you don’t understand, are you going to waste all your life asking? Don’t you have nothing else to do?]. Some people just can’t leave things like that [an okay ending] and they have to make things really ugly. Probably because they don’t want people to use the word “memorable” associating with them ever after. Sad ha? Yes. That just confirmed once again my thinking was right and I don’t want/ need anyone trashy in my life. Again, that’s why I have to have that “Enormous Trash Bin”.

Drama Ice Queen Writing the Name List for the ETB.

After a long Winter - Spring break, we’re back, and with a new look, but surely we won’t change our hostile attitude towards the idiots in our ways!

A friend of mine shares her “incidents” with a colleague, with me, on and off for about 3 months. From the information I gathered for these days, well, I’m sorry to say that, this guy is quite immature, rather irresponsible, and pretty cunning. To be honest, I can’t find, personality-wise, anything good about this person (Darling, even though I call you Super Fox, you don’t need to find someone as cunning as a fox to be your match). She mentioned that this guy’s got overwhelmingly great performance at school, and finished his degree with a stunning grade, and he’s the one who spent the shortest time and passed some professional certificate examinations and got chartered with some professional association… wait a minute, when it comes to relationships, do these count?

There’s no professional association of romance and there’s no certificate exam for love, so no matter how good you were back in the days when you’re in college or high school, there’s no guarantee that you’ll also out-perform others in relationships. To succeed in school, you need to be smart, but don’t misinterpret that as wise, because if you want to succeed in relationships, you need a little bit of both. So this guy, is he a smart one? I’m sure he is; but would I call him wise? That would be tough!

For what I know, a decent, well-educated and respectful guy would never kiss a girl in front of a whole bunch of colleagues out of no reason, and trying to rationalize that as the “influence of alcohol” and claim himself innocent as he remembers nothing (don’t tell me that’s a greeting kiss, I know no body decides to give away his/her greeting kiss and say ‘Hi! How are you?’ finally after sitting there, facing another person for 5 hours! Not even the craziest friend of mine!). Im sure if I post the above 33 words (starting from kiss) on any girls’ forum, I would receive like 40 furious responses calling this guy “Crap” in no time!

If you really think that this is the one you’ve been waiting for, then fine, I would surely wish you luck and hope that he’ll someday grow up and be wise; but before you persuade yourself that there’s no other more compatible, make very sure that you know it is the ‘he’s the one’ situation, but not the ‘I’m the lonely one’ situation. When your loneliness takes over your dignity, it’s time to stop and think if you’re still capable to make the right choice. It’s ok to turn a blind eye on the shortcomings of the guy (even though there are quite a lot of them, so you might rather close your eyes or have to turn totally blind), but it’s definitely not ok to blindfold yourself and think it’s ok!

Merry X’mas Graduated Psychic WannaBe

I am back from the fabulous Chicago weeks ago and finally I have settled down my crazy and not-so-fabulous life and re-appear here again.  You know what?  I don’t know what happened to me but I just fell in love with Chicago so much that I don’t mind actually moving there - people are just so appreciative and fabulous that  I don’t even have an excuse not to love it!  I think my heart just die in the arms of Chicago [if it’s a man!].

So the x’mas time is here again and I am sitting at home working - how cute and hardworking is that?  I know I should have enjoyed it more but I guess I just can’t.  Last year I had everything in the fucking world and this year is just lame - so lame that I just want to get passed it real quick!  As my clock is ticking away without emotions, I feel much much more alive [sorry if you are reading this but enjoying your x’mas at the same time, just don’t blame me for not enjoying it enough - coz I really have enough of it [here is the story goes]:

I planned to surprise a friend with a present and being this wonderful Santa Baby of the year.  And first, this liar lied about he had nothing to do during x’mas and would be sitting at home waiting for some “Express Delivery Santa Baby”.  When I arrived, lights were out and there was NO ONE there to chop the damn receipt!  I finally had to tied up the fabulous present on the not-so-fabulous door handle and left.  What I got was a 2-hour after my delivery “thank you” text!  Don’t people have manners nowadays?  I took an hour to dress up, got stuck in the insane cheering crowd for 2.5 hours [that’s counting my return trip as well], walked down and then up 100 stairs [never counted the stairs as I didn’t want to add pressure to my heart, but it looked like 100 steps], and all I got was NO APPRECIATION!  Fine, maybe you would say he did thank me over a text on my not-wanting-to-work cell phone [keep cutting my line every 30 mins - maybe it got fucking tired of me!], BUT, when people went all the miles, I don’t think a personal THANK YOU is too much to ask.  It’s just as bad as breaking up on a post-it [from Sex & The City].  Oh and I forgot to mention!  When I was “travelling”, I accidentally passed by the Church that me and my ex went on the X’mas Eve.  So, all the memories just flush back into my forgetful brain.  With the time and emotional turmoil taken into account, I do believe I deserve a call saying “thank you” or more than that!  I’m not a person that’s so materialistic and want something back in return [like they do between the kids - exchange of X’mas presents], I am talking manners/ enquitte/ polite-ness here!  I just can’t believe I’m experiencing another impolite act just right before year-end.

Maybe that’s really too much to ask for manners nowadays, coz I am not really sure how many people have the “M”-word in their dictionaries.

This is really a shit-fuck-motherfucker-fuck feeling!  And what adds more to that is:  my x’mas mood is totally ruined!  Thanks to the shit-fuck-motherfucker-fucker [see, I still thank him!]!

Get Back To Being Frozen Again - Ice Queen.

Aloha! My friend with a really long name!

It’s really not necessary for lovers to gather any more when their love is gone! Taking the “love” out of “lovers”, it’ll only leave you with a “r” and a “s”, they mean nothing, and they can’t even be pronounced properly! So if anyone insists to put them together, no matter what, he’ll just be RS - Relatively Stupid!

By the way, how kind of you to confirm me that I’m not the shitty one. But if what you were saying is true, then I could quite that stupid HogXarts school and start my own psychic business. But if I am really turning into a psychic, then I believe there’s something I need to start thinking about.

I had a terrible toothache a few days ago. It’s nothing about my teeth, it’s actually about my gum, and I was not quite sure about what’s wrong, it’s just ache! I call it a terrible ache as it triggered a horrible headache and a mild fever.

I couldn’t sleep well, because of the headache and the fever, so when I was wondering between the stages of wakefulness and deep sleeping, I had various weird dreams. I don’t know if I should call them dreams, cause I am not sure if I was really sleeping, or they were just the strangest sub-conscious thoughts.

I remember I received a call from a friend, whom I treat like my own little sister, telling me that she’s fine, she’s happy with her life and she’s beep beep beep (well, sorry, I don’t really remembre exactly what all she said). We haven’t been calling each other since the beginning of her post-between-boy-friends period, which was about 8 months ago. Then I was having afternoon tea with another friend, my high school all-times-classmate, and his girlfriend. I couldn’t tell if I was really having tea with them, or I just sat there peeping at them, cause this sweet little couple was acting like they were the only 2 survivors from the end of the world and I was totally being ignored. After that I was attending a wedding party (Oh! Busy me!) of a gay couple, one of them was my classmate in college. They looked contented and they were glowing right in the middle of the venue like they would soon be flying to the heaven and living there happily ever after. Finally I got back home, and this was the biggest part of my so-called dream, occupying quite some time, sitting in front of my computer. And I wasn’t there alone, someone was sitting beside me. I wasn’t sure about who that person was, but there’s no doubt that the person was definitely someone I would like to be with. We just sat there, doing nothing, we were not even talking, but it seemed that we enjoyed each other’s company very much. Everything was so perfect, until the god damned alarm clock ruined this lovely little peaceful moment.

I was a little bit shocked. What were these sub-conscious thoughts supposed to mean?

Most of the people around me are in relationships with some other people else. Some of them are full of shit, but some of them are really sh…no! Sweet! So is it being single and fabulous(!) is just an “in-transit” stage, a stage preparing us for the next perfect match to show up, or we just deliberately choose to be single and fabulous(!)?

Well, but what I think is usually what I don’t get; so far I haven’t received any calls from my little sister; I haven’t been having afternoon tea with my friend for more than one and a half years; so, you, who’s going to marry your boyfriend, don’t expect you’ll have a super grand wedding party (… um… did somebody forget that his boyfriend is a lawyer, who really knows how to make money…), .. o… or at least, don’t expect I’ll be there (well, that’s too mean to turn him down if he officially invites me to go…), … well… then at the very least, even you MAY live happily ever after with your prince charming, don’t you ever expect to glow and fly! Don’t even think! NO WAY!

Graduated Psychic WannaBe 

P.S. again - Oh! There’s one more Oohlala Confession in the new Oohlala blog! Where are these fabulous people coming from? They’re really Oohlala!

Ca va?  My definitely-not-shitty Mate!

I would say the hardest thing on earth is to interpret what’s going on in people’s heads [heads with real-/ mal-functioning brains, not dick-heads].

Congratulations!  You’re really turning into Psychic-Already instead of Psychic-WannaBe now coz just right after you posted the previous entry mentioning the initial, K.  One of my exes, K, made a quick and sudden re-appearance over the phone.  His overwhelming friendliness over the phone freaked me out totally because it didn’t sound normal at all.  The funniest thing was he sent me an email suggesting a “gathering” sometime but he told me that his schedule was VERY HECTIC.  I was thinking to myself after reading the email,

“Oh PLEASE, give me a break!  First you live long enough to know that you should NOT suggest anything if your schedule is very hectic, you wouldn’t even waste your time to write that stupid and meaningless email if your diary is so hectic.  It gets old reading/ hearing those meaningless shameful sentences.  Don’t you know that not having an exact date when you suggest something means trashy words and insincerity?  Second, if you are trying to be friendly and nice NOW, it’s too late.  History won’t be erased, it won’t just suddenly turn into ‘oh my god, he was such a great guy, I regret me and him didn’t work out” because of a suggestion of a “gathering”.  It will always be ‘oh my GOD, he was such a freaky asshole who enjoyed disappearance so much that I was more than happy to grant his wish and make him disappear in my system”.  Third, don’t even tempt to make the sentence sound like it’s me who want to have the yucky funky gathering [because I am free like the wind? And your schedule is hell?], and don’t even think about anything else coz I am not your lady anymore.  If your schedule is exploding, what I advise you would be a BETTER TIME MANAGEMENT – I think you live long enough to understand what the three words mean.  What the hell!”

Excuse me, but it really pisses me off [losing my icy-ness] when people are still doing that to me.  Since I know that he is no financial planner like in your case, I am legitimate to yell at him mentally [not yet physically coz you know his schedule is SO HECTIC!].

And you know what?  I might turn into a break-up-holic one day just because these bastards [exes] keep on annoying me.  Was hard enough to break up the relationships, and now I have to break up, break up, BREAK UP the friendships [very superficial ones], how clumsy is that?  Ok, let me dedicate the following to them:

“Don’t talk to me if you are not thinking about getting back together [coz we have nothing to talk about anymore]!  Don’t bother me when you are lonely and dirty [coz it’s your very own saussy business]!  Don’t think of me in any ways [coz you are not entitled to do so]!  Or, I will shout at you to your loser faces – FUCK OFF!  ARE YOU SICK IN YOUR HEADS?  DON’T YOU HAVE A L.I.F.E?  IF YOU DON’T FUCKING HAVE ONE, GET ONE!  AND STOP BOTHERING ME IN THE NEXT 2 BILLION YEARS [I believe the end of the world would have arrived by then?  And every species on earth would have been gone by then?]!!!”

Sighs, how would I maintain my grace if I keep on yelling and shouting like that?  Now the readers must think I am a bitch with voice so loud [coz of all the yelling and shouting] that I blow people’s heads off just by opening my lips.

Break-up-holic-saying-goodbyes-to-exes Ice Queen [turned a little hostile recently]

¿ Cómo estás? Señorita my-melting-in-anger-friend,

It‘s the hardest thing on earth to interpret what is going on in these couple-dom people‘s heads, especially when the relationship is just started, cause they are losing themselves in that. They become a totally different person, which they don‘t even realize, they think they‘re living the same life, treating their friends in the same way, they convince themselves that everything is the same, it‘s just there‘s someone new around, and it‘s just this someone “might“ be “a little bit“ different; while everyone, but themselves, can immediately tell that, it‘s just definitely not the same.

 Well, but actually, even the relationship turns old, they‘re still maintaining themselves as enigmas.

So this leads to a question, is that everyone skew from the normal self when they are in relationships or is that just since they are skew from the normal selves, they could get themselves in relationships? I met this somebody, let‘s call him K (sorry that I have to call him K, cause both his first name and his last name start with K!), a classmate in high school, on the street. I thought that we would just nod and smile and then pass by each other and keep going on our own ways, as we are not familiar at all. But obviously, I‘m the only one thinking this way. He kept starring at me and he stopped in front of me, trying to start a conversation.

“Hi! How are you? It‘s been a long time! I always see you somewhere around here. Do you work here?“

“Oh! Hi! I‘m fine, thanks. Well, … well, no, I… I just pass by, I don‘t work here. And how about you? Everything‘s fine?“

“well, yeah, everything’s good! And I‘m heading to the gathering with those high school classmates. So, umm, do … do you still keep in touch with them?“

“uur… (well, we’d been in the same class for a year, in junior forms, but we‘d never been in the same class since then, do you remember that? And I believe by saying “them“ you‘re referring to people I don’t really know.) ar… well… umm, just some of them, you know.“

“Oh! … umm… that’s … that‘s good. So maybe next time, we could also call you for gatherings. It‘ll be fun.“

“Oh! … Sure (ly not!!!!)! I‘d love to. That‘s very kind of you.”

“so… so let‘s exchange our phone numbers and let‘s keep in touch!”

“Sure!“ Then we had the other‘s phone no and we said goodbye.

As far as I know, he is a nice, friendly and polite person, but we were in the same class for just one year, and we hardly knew each other, so I couldn’t help wondering why suddenly he discovered the grace in me and wanted to make friends with me. I thought to myself that “well, we grow up, and we value things differently, so the poison in the old days, could be the honey nowadays, that’s just what we do. And since we are grown-ups, we know how to behave properly, even in front of someone we don’t know very well, that’s what we call social manner. He just asked for my contact out of courtesy, even though he would never call.” Then it’s good to be different, as least, this type of difference, which makes our lives less hostile, I thought.

And the other night, I was having dinner with my friend, the one with the not-a-mystery-anymore girlfriend. He’s also a friend from high school, but we were in the same class every single year, so he does know K (oh! Sorry again!) as well, and then I found out that, in fact, he knows him a little bit better than I do.

“I ran into K, our high school classmate, few days ago, and the weirdest thing on earth happened, he asked for my contact and asked if I would like to join their gatherings later.“

“He‘s now a financial planner. Probably he‘s looking for some business.“

Is it just me or is everyone shit?

Definitely-not-me Psychic WannaBe 

P.S. What a brilliant idea! I love this Oohlala blog, but what a shame that I don’t have any Oohlala Confession on hand right now, so I’ve got nothing to share at the moment, but this is surely a good motivation for me to get wild and be sinful! So what about our adorable and intelligent readers? Do you guys have anything juicy to share? C’mon! Confess to us, and we promise we’ll give you some oohlalas!

Yo, Anti-coupledom-terrorism Psychic WannaBe

Before I get crazy again, I would like to draw your kind attention to OOHLALA CONFESSION [brilliant name ha?].  If you have any crazy stories on relationships to share [but at the same time would like to keep identities confidential], you are most welcome there!! [Please!!]

Yep, it’s hard to maintain a balance when there are so many inconsiderate idiots around us.  I don’t understand why they whine about things they don’t want to do under the pretext of “blinded by love”.  Maybe they should say they are blind in nature instead!

It’s not even funny when I listen to my just-turned-to-unavailable friend’s conversation.  First, she started off the communication with “my boyfriend dah dah dah”, “my boyfriend blah blah blah” and that’s really confusing.  Does he have a name or not?  Did his parents forget to go to the registry for names?  Or she wants us to forget his name and only classify him in the society by their relationship status?  If I am ever going to meet this guy, then imagine the conversation goes:

My friend: “This is my boyfriend.”

Me: “Oh Hi Mr her-boyfriend, nice meeting you!”

It would be better to meet him during the course of their relationship, otherwise, something like this will happen:

My friend: “Ummm….this is my …..Ex-boyfriend!”

Me: “Oh Hi Mr her-ex-boyfriend, nice meeting you!  I thought I heard so much about you when you were her boyfriend!”

Not to mention that it’s a foolish way to show off to her single friends.  Or, what a stupid reminder !  Like you have to have someone to complete your life.  Come on, it’s YOU!!  Either you can complete or not and I think this is crystal clear and simple?!

What is driving me crazy is that she keeps on saying she wants to keep her friends in the loop even though she almost spends all her time with her boyfriend [sorry I don’t know his name].  I couldn’t help myself but gave her some “hahahaha-s”.  I thought everyone knows action is louder than words, no?  Besides, with the indulgence in absolute sweetness with her boyfriend, she has nothing else to talk about.  I mean the rest of us have lives and it gets old every time we have to listen to the baby-talk fairy tales.  Come on, go get a life [whatever, an unintelligent one is still better than none at all] before talking to me again.  Please do respect your single & fabulous friends’ time, because they use those time in doing fabulous things and building a glamorous life.

And of course, if she chooses to not get her butt out into the damn reality and be a little considerate to her buddies, I believe she will experience a total communication breakdown with her friends OR we will break up with her!!! 

I promise I will dump her into my trash bin and will talk about something else in my next entry!

Melting In Anger - Ice Queen

Hi! Single and Fabulous! Ice Queen

It’s ok! Life is getting harder for us to keep the exclamation mark above from turning into a big question mark. And I didn’t realize that we’ve got some great visitors leaving us some kind comments! Thanks you guys! And do come back soon!

How come these couple-domists get so annoying these days? Why you people just can’t border yourselves and your other couple-domists friends and give us, the single and fabulous friends a break? I am so upset that I would like to dedicate the entire entry to one of them.

Hey! You, my dear friend, whom I adore so much, you’re so letting-me-down! This is not the first time you came to me and complain about how your girlfriend, studying in a totally different major subject, leaves her assignment to you and then does nothing but goes out to have some fun with her “friends”, even though she’s almost failing nearly half of all subjects she’s taking in Every Single Semester.  And you are telling me now she’s planning for studying another degree after the current one, which requires a higher level of intelligence, or at least a sound academic background to get herself in. This is also not the first time that I tell you to push the assignment back to her and say “NO”. I told you, it’s always good to have dreams, as long as they’re not just day-dreams!  And it’s really the time that you should do so, even she’ll get a miserably poor grade in this assignment, but that’s the only way to wake her up. “Hey! Miss, you’re dump! You’d better move your ass back home and study real hard!” Don’t tell me that you have no choice! You have a choice! You can choose either doing it, or refusing to do so! And don’t tell me that you two will be over if you say no, even if it does, you still have a choice – do it, or quit! You said, well, don’t be silly, it’s just minor stuff! Now YOU don’t be silly! Oh, yeah? You realize that is minor? Then tell me, why would she dump you over such a minor stuff? What is she? Break-up-aholic? She’s threatening you for an assignment with break-up? I would say, what the hell! Just break the damn up! And I won’t even be sad about this! And you know what? This is a crime. She’s blackmailing you, she’s what I call a criminal, a relationship terrorist. And you said that, well, you just can’t help, you love her so, and she’s got no one to hang on to, but you. That’s why she’s blackmailing you, because you let her do so! She started off blackmailing for a 500-word assignment, then a 1000-word, then a 10000-word and one day you’ll find yourself finishing the whole degree for her! You keep satisfying her, teaches her a lesson that she could get all she wants with that despicable move, and that’s why she keeps coming back for more! She won’t stop it until finally, you give her a firm “HELL NO!” What were you thinking? What are you doing with this awfully horrible person, who abuses your love, abuses the privilege that comes along with your affection? And what are you defending her for? And if you insist to let her abuse you, just why are you complaining? You told me that those assignments drove you crazy, and you really wanted to kill somebody, I really tried very hard not to slip a tongue to reply “well, kill yourself then, by all means.” I am very disappointed this time, so you, don’t you ever mention about this to me again, don’t you ever complain about this to me again, whenever I hear a word, no, just a syllable of any of the word about this, I’ll break up with you, before anyone else! (oh, yeah, I do know how to blackmail as well, and I know that’s the way you like it, ar-huh ar-huh.)

And you, you pathetically good-for-nothing possessed terrorist, if you ever come across this entry and you’re reading this, go to consult the nearest church NOW, and ask them to lock you up and sprinkle you with the holy water 3 times a day before you hurt any other ill-fated victim, cause I believe your soul was dragged down to hell and burnt, if you did have one before.

And believe me, I was planning to share something else in this entry before I heard all this crap.

Anti-terrorism Psychic WannaBe