Monday, January 07, 2008
Men's Cufflinks...
One male senior from SR ever told me on this night when we are out in 2006..
That some girls actually have some fetish over men's cufflinks...
That night, I said... "What's so great about it..?!"
Cos I didn't want to show my fetish, and may give him the wrong idea huh..
Well..
Hehe..
I have that little fetish over men's cufflinks..
I think it's cool that men wear shirt with cufflinks..
These men look manly and cool.. hehe..
Though it's just a little accessory...
It just feel.. MAN.. hehe..
A guy that zu4 zhong4 his outlook or something... presentable..
Lastly, it's an additional present that you could get for guys..
Cos I'm not too good at 'fashion' stuffs...
So it's one of the dream guy thingy...
Likes to wear shirts with cufflinks...
And I could slowly increase his collections of cufflinks..
Cos I think cufflinks are pretty!! hehe.. Nice to collect!! ^-^
Apart from cufflinks..
A hunky type with one ear-stud is cool too!!
Well.. It's just a dream..
Did anyone fit the bill?!?!
For me to know, for you to find out...
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Been you-tubing over the weekend..
I felt last year 2007 was a year totally wasted.
My piano lessons was stopped, so abruptly..
I just jumped into the workforce just like that..
And it's a place, that I don't actually learn much things, but things that are just so technical?!
Ok lah.. I did learn about interpersonal skills...
Especially handling ppl who think-they-are-so-great, and trying-to-create-troubles-for-you..
Hmm..
Whatever...
2007 was a terrible year.
A year that I can say, I was totally smashed..
And now, unable to withstand the slightest blow..
So NOT SUSAN now..
Need time to glue myself back??
Slowly deleting my hp sms..
One of which, was Wenting's during CNY...
Wish me get more red packets, a good job and a bf...
More red packets..? Nah.. Don't think so..
A good job?! Ok lah... At least I have a good boss...
A bf?! I did get a bf.. hehe..
Think next time you must say duration bah.. haha..
This year, you can wish me a hubby for life perhaps..
An email that sounded rejection letter...
I guess, this time round..
It will take ages, or.. it will never... for zk to sms me at all??!
Given for his character...
Happy.. he just show..
Unhappy he will just swallow quietly..
Seeing such a letter, he will just feel rejected, and back to square one..
Never will he breathe a word more about it..
Never will he ask me more about it..
Never will he reply the email, and promise me more assurance or stuffs..
Never will he even want to find out more...
So.. since so many nevers..
Then will never ever happen again le bah..?
A thought hit me..
When you think, you want this, this, this and this from the other...
And when you got it all, it sounds so perfect huh?
But have you ever think if you could ever give the other that, that, that and that?!
If you have everything, but you can't give everything....
Is it double standards?? Or is it unfair?!?!
Or maybe there's never a standard to judge anything like this...?
Maybe that's just how people give and take, and commit.. and live a life happily ever after...?
Well..
All the while, people have problems, people find me..
All the while, I have problems, I will manage to solve things myself..
I kinda hate a shiok slow shower..
Cos I will just start thinking and thinking...
In most cases, when I hear things like..
The guy I'm with, have another girl somewhere draggy too..
I will just move away.. Escape and run...
I guess this time round, it's either a debt I owe in previous life....
Or maybe I already lost the courage to escape and run..
Cos each time I escape and run...
I will just run into another jerk or bastard within a month's time..
A rough count of around 10-15 guys just within the span of 2 years in 02-04..
Sometimes, I felt like what drama always say.. Heaven playing a joke on me..
Followed after 2 years of mess, is 2 years of abstinence and peace...
Amazingly, followed on, was another 2 years of mess - happy and torturous..
How many more 2 years do I have??
Labels: Interesting stuffs, Me, zk

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