爱Man无罪

男人就是要有男人的气概!男人不像个男人，婆婆妈妈罗哩罗嗦像女人一样，干嘛做男人，把鸡鸡一刀给切掉算啦。姐妹们，仔细想想，大男人有甚么可恨的?当大男人不容易，也不是说你想当就当。做事要当机立断，头脑要清晰，不能被情绪牵着走，思考事情不是凭直觉和感觉，耳朵要灵，视野要远，心胸要宽，玩的时候要够疯，该认真的时候要认真。

天生不是大男人也不要紧。大女人就喜欢小男人，这种最爱照顾小孩子了，你越像一堆废物越好，她才会觉得有成就感。可是啤酒最好少喝，朋友最好都是结了婚的老头，回家最好不要超过12点，小男人这一生就应该没风没浪，可能还会很有钱。

小女人也会喜欢小男人，这种最爱黏着你了。这个时候小男人可以表现他们有限的男人气概，就算失败，小女人还是会黏着你不离不弃，你还是最棒的唷!手机还是24小时开着，越大声越好，急诊室的联络电话要记得，去大陆公干最好把家里的刀叉都藏好才离开，兼职要多做几份来养家。

大男人有甚么难应付的?遇上难题可以请教他，他的意见你不一定要接受，可是要对他表现感激，这叫相敬如宾。状况好的时候，有他在撑你；状况不好的时候，就算不接受也有他在挺你；他就算爱莫能助，他也会发挥大男人的本性去保护你。

有些女人嚷着要靠自己不靠男人。男人或是女人，最好不要讲这种太有种的话，人生能够遇上的问题太多了，不轮到我们去选择解决的方式的可能性也很大，我们有权不接受，但留点后路给自己也不是甚么坏事。有男人肯照顾你，不是理所当然，是福分。

看在他这么辛苦份上，要给大男人面子，男人们聚会要识相，要庆幸自己不用应酬，还可以找朋友出去玩；他不想一个星期几天都和你的姐妹们聚餐，要开心他不在可以大聊男人经。吵架的时候本来就应该有人要让步，女生最好都不要像泼妇，退一步把那口气忍下来，大男人气消了就会内疚，这个月就会多了一个新包包。脾气要少闹，闹了要道歉，本来就应该知错能改，大男人最不能忍受的是千金公主，硬碰硬，吃亏的只有自己。

对女生呼喝的，凶的，拳打脚踢的，都不是大男人，你遇到的是小男人之中最没种的，叫做烂男人。

Congratulations, I Hate You

There, you did it.

I have a confession i think it's time to make, especially to the friends i grow up with.

I didn't learn fast enough to be a great friend and how to be defensive as i grow up. All I was fed with, is that I have to please to be liked. I'm not going to put the blame on these friends who created dramas and left me with the responsibilities, this time I'm not. It's just me, my mistakes and my apologies.

After A levels, I got it. I made a vow to myself to never repeat the same mistakes. I survived university, made a whole lot of true, good friends and never felt happier. I poured my heart out and stayed far away from Bitch-n-Backstabbinville.

I was forced to come back to fix the damage i swept under the carpet for 4 years, especially to this friend, or shall i say Ex-friend now. I put up with her spiteful lies, accusations and whatever shit i do and do not know about.

Honestly, I am no big saint. I did all that for someone i care about. Covered one eye, play deaf, mend the bond. I even defended her despite all the nasty things she did or said. Can't remember how long and how many times i did that. Not once I stoop low and seek vengeance. Or confront, as if that works. Knowing her, she'll throw a big bon fire from a small spark and assemble an army to dance around it, to convince herself it's everyone else's fault but hers.

The more i keep my distance, mind my own bloody business, I was mistaken for being a pushover even more. Last night whatever attention she sought after, she got it. She reminded me that I'm old enough to be a mother, I couldn't agree more. I'm too old for this kind of treatment in exchange for what i offered, and definitely this kind of high school mean girls mentality. I'm sorry she's stuck with it and never got out.

I don't need a facebook quiz to find out how much i know about her. If I scored 10% i think this is scary enough. I also don't need a facebook quiz to find out what kind of friend i am, because losing me is definitely her loss. Sticks and stones may break my bones. but your words, thoughts, games, and hateful actions wont ever hurt me anymore.

Friendship is a choice, and should never be forced. so much for trying, and so much for hoping, I've made my decision, and it feels absolutely liberating.

I'm through with you. I gave you a line, and you crossed it. From now on, if anyone asks about you, there's going to be only one answer-

"Sorry, who?"


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There are things we can say in blogs but never in Facebook. So here's my reply to all the mean things you said about me.

FCK YOU. _|_

掩饰

真贴切。。。


那一條牙膏 在對我傻笑
嘲笑我永遠用不掉
想睡就睡 想鬧就鬧
好快樂少了人嘮叨

藍色的碗盤 多買了一套
我忘了沒有人陪我通宵
要多少替代的丑角 無辜的陪笑
才會讓我能真的忘了你的好

我在搞笑 藉著熱鬧 掩蓋著心跳
邊哭邊笑 偏要說著一個人真好
當人群散了 突然覺得我可以死掉
我受不了
還在搞笑 害怕回家 不知怎麼熬
這麼多年 早就習慣 有妳的撒嬌
我想我能熬 但是至少要讓我知道
妳好不好

我們的小狗 食量變好小
眼神裡常常顯的無聊
他習慣睡覺的床位 少了一雙腳
所以他常常看著門口睡不著

我在搞笑 藉著熱鬧 掩蓋著心跳
邊哭邊笑 偏要說著一個人真好
當人群散了 突然覺得我可以死掉
我受不了

我在搞笑 卻在最後 眼淚拼命掉
妳的離開 失去多少 我計算不了
忙完了一天　突然覺得又何必辛勞
對誰炫耀

還在搞笑 是否擁有 麻痺的療效
唱一夜歌 卻避不開 催淚的曲調
我徹夜胡鬧 希望聽到有人會提到 你好不好

[还能怎么样]

爱情坏了

在回家的路上我想了很多很多。爱情来是上帝赐给人间最美好的事情，不知道什么时候可以变得丑陋。暗地里偷偷摸摸调查自己男朋友的事情是女人常犯而有效的错误，我不是在撇清自己这辈子没有这种念头，毕竟会撒谎而把自己的错误推到女生身上的男人实在多得心寒。可是我知道我永远做不到。我没有办法在看了自己不该看的东西装没事，没有办法承受那一刹那间全身冰冷，心脏好像停止了律动，什么也看不到，什么也听不到。更加没有办法亲手去揭开漂亮的包装，把血淋淋的真相摆在自己面前。偷偷摸摸的查手机，查信用卡，突击检查，套话，跟踪，爱情变得如斯难看，这样的爱情还要来干什么。

女人之所以这样，是一种自虐，也是一种解脱。要做到这样，需要很大的勇气去看调查的结果，去承受自己一手割开的伤口，然后自己一针一针的把伤口缝好。一不小心，还会被男人拿这个理由来当分手的借口，女朋友善妒多心管得太严。这种痛是一刀一刀的，不像逃避现实的女人们，宁愿一点一点的割，也不愿意一次过痛醒，硬撑着心脏和脑袋的负荷，过了一天算一天。

可悲吧?原来我们女人是用这么丑陋的方式来保护自己。我做不到，就像在泰国不愿意进去看脱衣舞秀一样，没有办法接受爱情和性爱原来可以那么不堪。

爱一个人，自由和束缚的拿捏有多少人可以真正的了解? 做到? 不去怀疑? 爱情什么时候在一瞬间变了质?

Itchy Itchy Long Time

I knew the day to stop blogging is soon but i have to scratch the itch tonight. There's this happening group of Paris-Hilton-gone-trashy chicks in KK, my lil hometown. I saw their pictures in my facebook, in my friend's albums, in friend's friend's albums, rampant and impossible to ignore, like weeds. They think they're helluva hot, a lot think they're helluva hot because apparently KK has very limited population, even my good friend L starts to think they're helluva hot.


With eyeliners thick like brick and 10cm long, foundation-corroded faces, with enlarging contact lense 5cm in diameter, wearing as skimpy as possible to every event ESPECIALLY weddings, sole purpose of life is to turn every venue into some almost zap-lap (gulung tikar) lala clubs in KL and collect as many friends as possible on Facebook to thousands, i present to you the Hot Stuff in KK.

Look somewhat like this.

Ah something like this. More eyeliner.

There you go. Eyelober more like it.

Amy Winehouse inspired

Ok I'm satisfied. Good Night.

Know Who's Boss

I don't know where this rage come from. Ok i do know. From all the pictures in Facebook thanks to the tags, i know what kind of friend he is. One album to another over the past 6 months, I pretended all that don't matter. It does and it hurts.


We knew each other for more than 10 years. I feel downright dumb and cheated because after 10 years, I realized I'm the only side pouring my heart out for friendship when the other party thinks I am an option and replaceable. All because he has an insecure, selfish and delusional girlfriend who has an overflowing imagination. We didn't even meet each other. This chickenshit friend of mine could not control his woman and let her interfere.


I know it might be a sexist/ feminist thing to say, but if a man could not deal with his woman, he might as well cut of his penis and starts wearing panty liners.


He didn't even text me on my birthday (which he did for the past 10 years), didn't call, didn't message. Nothing. As if we never know each other. It did make me feel better when i know he wasn't allowed out with his other pals as well. But lately, all his pictures showed that he's having the best time of his life with the friends again, with the insecure extra strong superglue tagging along. Still, nothing from him.

Knowing him, if he reads this post, he might never speak to me again. But what difference does it make now? Giving in to his girlfriend's unreasonable requests based on self- assumptions only treat the symptoms but not the disease.


Here's a piece of advice for people who die for pussies, one day when they are no longer nicely waxed, grow a forrest like nobody's business, expanded because shooting 3 kids out, don't come crying to the friends you abandoned and wana fking reminisce the old times.

A preview for being an asshole friend.

You hear that, L!!!?! This is an official warning. I don't think L will disappoint me as much. His ex girlfriend doesn't like me because he went straight to party with me with a bunch of friends after dumping her home.


See, a smart girlfriend will bring a fruit basket to her boyfriend's friends, melt their hearts and they'll keep an eye on her boyfriend for her. Only the shallow ones couldn't wait to put a chestedy belt and a leash on him. Not that sad to say, these girls get nothing but lies and cover-up stories in return. If his friends know about "the break" or the break up, everyone will speed the process up, and throw a party to celebrate. It's just a matter of time.

Don't mess with his friends, bitches.

Price to Pay for Breaking a Heart

I always thought he'll never talk to me for the rest of his life, and i'll have to hide, duck and disguise as a tree whenever i enter the shopping mall just in case he's helping his parents in one of his family's stores.


I saw him once, ran like I owed the loan sharks 2743 billion and was chased after with chainsaws in hand. I would rather flush my head down the toilet bowl than facing him not knowing which facial expression should i quickly put on to tone down the awkwardness.



4 years. After 4 years, i took a deep breath and say hi to him over MSN.


We had small talks and nobody dies. Yet.


Then I noticed he's now a proud member of Selangor Shooting Club.

Straight away appear offline

My Engines Are Ready

Aiyo i cannot wait i cannot wait!!!