Two spoonful of vodka to one can of pepsi max is the thing.
I need to find a new sinseh. There's something else damaged, not my wrist/knees, somewhere else damaged. Apparently, what they would do is, press my soles or take my pulse to see what's damaged. Internal damage. (hoi-ya! sounds like some chinese kungfu thing. 'i genna 'nei shang'! then vomits blood, dies, with eyes wide open.' Okay, that's too much of Fearless)
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There are definitely many people who are in their thirties, aged or even dying, who aren't really mature. Group them, or pair them up with people with the same mentality, and it would seem only normal to be so.
I've heard of tales from jh that the eye tee E people are always doing stupid things, like throwing pebbles at people, tearing corners out of their notes and throwing parts of their bunk-mates' rifles somewhere.
I have seen beng-lian couples. The lian being really stupid over really small things. Whacking the beng in the balls. And the beng doing all sorts of stupid things to please her.
There are people over thirty years old on my MSN list, displaying nicknames that would make me think that they were preteens, if I had not clicked on them. And even so, there are alot of people that remind me of my past. The nicknames I used on MSN five years ago make me cringe today.
Maybe I just hate my past. Maybe I hate to be reminded of it.
Sometimes I wonder if it's a blessing to be immature. It is actually. People who are seemingly matured are pissed about those that aren't. And the latter seems to be rather happy in their daily ongoings. Not bothered either. They have their fun, and if they never do grow up one day, they wouldn't come to regret, either.
Lots of things don't make sense. Maybe God can't explain them either. Or maybe the system is flawed. The system being that of perceiving things via senses, processing them logically. Logic isn't logical sometimes, if you get what I mean. How else can there be so many paradoxes?
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To me, life is always fair. For everything you have, something else is taken away. That's what I believe in. For instance, if you are rich, there is a tendency that there's something fucked up about your family. Not a complete one, either that or you hardly interact with them. And if everyone's rather close, everything's good, there is a tendency also, for you to be short of cash.
The list goes on. It's just that most people don't see. Or rather, are not lucky enough to see or to realize that.
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Some people think about getting more things. All the time. What's wrong with that? Is materialism wrong?
Yea, to me it is. It's a major turn off. When I see Roxy printed on the ass of a girl. Honestly speaking, my mind makes a mental note of that person as a potential spouse; a big cross over it. I'm not sure if this is healthy or what, but when that happens I visualize lots of things.(and my visualization is superb) I can imagine them spending like several hundreds in one shop(not one shopping trip), if they can afford to. And they will be dreaming or hoping to marry a ready-made millionaire. They are two-faced, the other's hidden most of the time. They do not mind doing anything just to get money. Pretending to love. Even for a lifetime, so long the cash is there.
And imagine if you were deceived.
So now, let me attempt to convert myself to a girl, and think about this again. Wait wait wait. I'm not sure if I'm supposed to be a fun-loving one. Or a god-loving one. Or a sensible one. Or.
The fun-loving girl says,
"Being able to spend and spend and spend and shop all day with my girlfriends is wonderful. Just think of how happy I can get."
third party:
Even if I were to marry gates, I would soon buy EVERYTHING that's possible for me to buy. What joy is that. Maybe longing is better.
Sensible girl says,
"It would be a bonus to marry a rich guy, but as long as his income is okay, and that I love him, I would be happy."
Well, they always say, "zhi bao bu liao huo." That pretty much summarizes it, discounting true love. Remember the crazy guy who loved the woman who loved his cash, who left him because he was too broke? He suicided and made it seem as though it was a murder and he changed his will in his insurance policies so as to give his mistress cash?
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You know what,
my wife left me because I'm too poor.
fuck.
I need to find a new sinseh. There's something else damaged, not my wrist/knees, somewhere else damaged. Apparently, what they would do is, press my soles or take my pulse to see what's damaged. Internal damage. (hoi-ya! sounds like some chinese kungfu thing. 'i genna 'nei shang'! then vomits blood, dies, with eyes wide open.' Okay, that's too much of Fearless)
-----
There are definitely many people who are in their thirties, aged or even dying, who aren't really mature. Group them, or pair them up with people with the same mentality, and it would seem only normal to be so.
I've heard of tales from jh that the eye tee E people are always doing stupid things, like throwing pebbles at people, tearing corners out of their notes and throwing parts of their bunk-mates' rifles somewhere.
I have seen beng-lian couples. The lian being really stupid over really small things. Whacking the beng in the balls. And the beng doing all sorts of stupid things to please her.
There are people over thirty years old on my MSN list, displaying nicknames that would make me think that they were preteens, if I had not clicked on them. And even so, there are alot of people that remind me of my past. The nicknames I used on MSN five years ago make me cringe today.
Maybe I just hate my past. Maybe I hate to be reminded of it.
Sometimes I wonder if it's a blessing to be immature. It is actually. People who are seemingly matured are pissed about those that aren't. And the latter seems to be rather happy in their daily ongoings. Not bothered either. They have their fun, and if they never do grow up one day, they wouldn't come to regret, either.
Lots of things don't make sense. Maybe God can't explain them either. Or maybe the system is flawed. The system being that of perceiving things via senses, processing them logically. Logic isn't logical sometimes, if you get what I mean. How else can there be so many paradoxes?
-----
To me, life is always fair. For everything you have, something else is taken away. That's what I believe in. For instance, if you are rich, there is a tendency that there's something fucked up about your family. Not a complete one, either that or you hardly interact with them. And if everyone's rather close, everything's good, there is a tendency also, for you to be short of cash.
The list goes on. It's just that most people don't see. Or rather, are not lucky enough to see or to realize that.
-----
Some people think about getting more things. All the time. What's wrong with that? Is materialism wrong?
Yea, to me it is. It's a major turn off. When I see Roxy printed on the ass of a girl. Honestly speaking, my mind makes a mental note of that person as a potential spouse; a big cross over it. I'm not sure if this is healthy or what, but when that happens I visualize lots of things.(and my visualization is superb) I can imagine them spending like several hundreds in one shop(not one shopping trip), if they can afford to. And they will be dreaming or hoping to marry a ready-made millionaire. They are two-faced, the other's hidden most of the time. They do not mind doing anything just to get money. Pretending to love. Even for a lifetime, so long the cash is there.
And imagine if you were deceived.
So now, let me attempt to convert myself to a girl, and think about this again. Wait wait wait. I'm not sure if I'm supposed to be a fun-loving one. Or a god-loving one. Or a sensible one. Or.
The fun-loving girl says,
"Being able to spend and spend and spend and shop all day with my girlfriends is wonderful. Just think of how happy I can get."
third party:
Even if I were to marry gates, I would soon buy EVERYTHING that's possible for me to buy. What joy is that. Maybe longing is better.
Sensible girl says,
"It would be a bonus to marry a rich guy, but as long as his income is okay, and that I love him, I would be happy."
Well, they always say, "zhi bao bu liao huo." That pretty much summarizes it, discounting true love. Remember the crazy guy who loved the woman who loved his cash, who left him because he was too broke? He suicided and made it seem as though it was a murder and he changed his will in his insurance policies so as to give his mistress cash?
-----
You know what,
my wife left me because I'm too poor.
fuck.
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