Was to live the simple dream if fulfilling my life. But is it possible to do so in the state I'm in? I've considered my options in life. Either I can get a job of my own or I can get a suagr daddy to substane my life. I can be high maintainance. I can live by hand-to-mouth either.

But of course in such a country, Should I be a mistress my parents will either throw me out or they'll ignore me. Ignore me will be the best case scenario. But their hearts will be shattered. To them, they can't accept any form of controversial lifestyles. I told them once I wanted to be a lesbian, they screamed at me for being crazy. I was supposedly only getting attention and boy(!) how heaps of attention I've got.

Judging from the present life I lead, I'm surprised I turn out the way I did. I don't think the world of money. I don't crave the high life everyday. There's no denying my occasional pangs of retail therapy thpugh. Like I've said numerous times, I'm a girl! Which girl doesn't like to indulge in a pretty skirt/shirt/blouse/accessory someday? Perhaps mine come at a high price, but my taste can be tuned accordingly.

It's only 2 simply options. But the consequences which entails.....Let's work out the lives of each.

1. I get a job of my own and hold my own fort:
One big worry about such a life is that I'll become a loud-mouthed controlling woman who's obsessed with wearing the pants in every situation. Let's face it, every men have egos. They can't be snubbed and be trampled on everyday. Such women is intolerable. But of course, if I still earn my enough bucks to maintain a satisfactry life, then I don't see the point in marrying at all. Except maybe children.

It's just not that nice to raise children in single parent families. They get teasing, poking, snubbed and sniggled in schools. I don't wish my kids to go through those days. It'll affect their psychological growth. I don't want them to become psychopathic coz of sum idiotic kids.

2. I be a rich man's barbie doll:
If that's not Heaven on Earth, I don't what is. Imagine a life of spas/facials/swimming(in private pools at exclusive clubs)/designer clothes at a snap of my fingers/bags & wallets screaming famous names/customised shoes at manolo/personal shopper at London's Harrods, New York's Fifth Avenue, Paris's La Samaritaine.

I'll dine on filet mignon, wine on Don Perignon all at Cliff of Shangri-La Sentosa. I'll have an headache of taking my Lamborghini, Bentley, Ferrari or Porsche out for a drive. I'll tire of flashing my VIP status at every club. I'll have a vast collection of property and busniesses(losses absorbed by him of coz) Paragon will be my 2nd home.

Geez! I'm definitely going for the 2nd option. It's so easy to make up my mind.
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I just turned down a guy's offer to give discounted ice cream. I feel so bad now. Should have accepted the flirtation and bought the tub of ice cream. Dags!