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Friday, August 26, 2005

Scenario: An old lady fell in the middle of the road. Would you run to help her up or would you walk slowly to her?

Edwin chose to saunter to that lady who obviously needs help. Sometimes I really wonder what goes on in that head of his. His perception of life surprises me at times. He believes that he never need to work a single day in his life. That's crap.

Now his family can no longer get him the life he's used to, he's considering alternatives. Crazy shit. It's not as if I'm speaking from an inexperienced point of view. I'm not even speaking from the lack of insight. I've been an part of that swirling life. Yet he insists his would be different. How to knock some sense into him except by litheral means.

He feels no remorse for not helping the old lady whole heartedly. his actual words were "touching her feels like touching a jelly". *pengz* And he felt weak upon carrying her. When i questioned him about the use of training his arms and chest then, he had the courtsey to laugh.

Geez! Dragged me off to Missha to buy colour corrector. All to doll up for a disgusting old man who obviously has issues. If not why is he not attached at such an age? Why prey on young boys in the shower room of gyms? Why ask him to pay for dinner? What sort of a loser is that?

I've dated idiots. But even the scums I've come across pays for my expenses. Crazy shit.

What is the world coming to?
11:44 PM