my horoscope says:
to go ahead and put any thoughts of travelling into action. i can even plan a getaway trip for my family & friends.
like that will ever happen anytime soon.
no money no talk.
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i've been thinking about how contented i am with my life and all.
after some serious considerations, i think i am quite happy with myself and what i have.
sure, i could lose a whole lot of weight, grow abit taller, be prettier, blah blah blah.
but those dont really bother me much. i still love myself the way i am, my fats and all. WHOO!
just like Cheryl said, confidence is beauty.
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there's nothing wrong with being girly.
being girly is not equivalent to being weak.
unless you are one of those retards who think it is. then seriously, you need to change your mindset.
i mean, i sometimes wish ppl would think of me as girlier than i am now.
which is unlikely, cus they (read: GUY FRIENDS AROUND ME) eee-ed me when i tried to talk in a more girly manner.
-_-
perhaps we should start a Project Girly.
although i doubt that it would be successful.
at least not for me, cus i will get boo-ed/laughed/have rotten eggs thrown at.
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i would be a really rotten wife. i really know i would.
i already pity that unlucky fellow (if ever there is one) who might be married to me (again, if that will ever happen).
i was watching star golden bell, and my beloved hae was saying that he wants his wife to:
kiss him awake
make sandwich for him when he's in the shower
help him with his tie
kiss him goodbye at the door before he leaves
out of those 4 mentioned, i am probably most ok with the whole kissing thing.
food, no thanks. please go get some on the way to work. i think it's less of a hassle and there's less risk of a bad stomach. and i know i would probably be half asleep. you wouldnt want half a finger in your sandwich, do you?
tie, not likely it will turn out right. cus i nv ever really tied my tie real nicely even back when i was a councillor. i tied it once at the start of the week, left it the way it is without unravelling the knot when i took it out, and maintained it till the end of the week before i washed it.
and the cycle went on for abt 3 years. so i dont think anyone would want a tie like that, and a crooked one at that. besides, hae wouldnt need a tie.
even for hae, i am already so reluctant to do the above mentioned, much less for anyone else i can imagine of right now.
and because of this, sie thinks that i should just turn les.
but sorry to disappoint all who thinks that way, cus i am pretty sure i like men too much to do that. lalala~
oh well, i should just wish that terribly unfortunate dude (if i am ever that lucky) good luck.
and make sure he reads this post before anything. HAH!
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now for the angsty part.
i am sure most of us will face situations where you are on a train/bus, and you are about to fall, yet there isnt a single pole for you to hang on to for your dear life because some crazy idiots thinks it's alright to lean their fat ass/body on it.
so you either end up having to grab at the nearest pole along with some of their fat ass/body (ewww!), or lose your balance and grab someone else at an inappropriate position or step on their feet and get glared at.
seriously, why dont these ppl get it?
what makes them think that it's ok to put all their body weight on the pole and think that it would be appealing to other ppl to risk having their hands squished by and enveloped in their many layers of fats?
like seriously?
i wont give a damn if the cabin is damn empty and they wanna do that. and they can attempt to pole-dance for all i care.
i can find other poles to hold onto.
but if the cabin is packed, they should have some sense to just hold it with their hands, and not to maintain their balance with their entire body.
that way, more people would be able to hold onto the pole as well, so i am saying this not just cus i am irritated with these people.
sometimes i get so pissed, i will freaking dig my fingers in between the pole and their icky layers of fats, and just leave my fingers there to rot. still, they refuse to bulge, and it turns into an endurance battle for us both. i swear i had to disinfect my fingers after that.
so here's a word to all you spineless pole-dancer wannabes:
spare a thought for others.
and grow a spine.
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lastly, for those who read this, pls tag a "yes we can!" in my tagboard so that i know who actually reads my blog.
and for those who still refuse, go die.
(resized in consideration to all)
