yesterday, while wining and dining [at usj2 nasi lemak with 2 more
batangs.. not even remotely vday-ish], i decided that the world was
taunting me for being single. that, or the 90.3 radio DJ was a
depressed dateless on valentines guy. why? because not only wasnt he
any form of love songs, but he was dishing out those heartbroken and
lonely songs.. on vday!
dont know about u guys, but it definitely shows something. rob thomas'
"this is how my heart breaks" and akon's "lonely" DOES NOT help with
curing depression. damned 90.3. sob.
One thing I can say is... the nurses in adventist hospital in penang
sure are cute. Or at least 3 I saw. With one of them sitting in a very
compromising position at the Nurses station. I could swear my nose
started bleeding on the spot. A nurses cosplay fantasy come true. Ah
what a turnon.
--
Derek
Culture shock isn't defined as going to a foreign land overseas and
facing difficulties accepting their lifestyle. The shock itself can be
found in our own backyard. All you need is time.
I used to like penang, many many years ago. It was fun and exciting. I
had an army of cousins with a load of fun & expensive toys, a huge ass
telly, home theater laser disc system, and more of the lot.
But now, penang is as dead to me as Timbuktu. Its basically lost its
very soul, its very essence. Perhaps all of us has just grown. The
cousins have Moved on to their own direction, and our tastes &
personality have actually differed so much, its like Pamela Anderson
b4 n after surgery. ALL in all, in heart, I am a KL boy, and they are
penangnites. The fast paced lifestyle I am used to just disappears
here, and slowing down to a snails pace just doesn't suit me.
likewise, they cannot match my pace either.
Its just in us. Something unchangeable. Unbreakable. The lifestyle and
ethics we go by are different to the very core. which is why, I am a
KL boy.
--
Derek
Women are like spoiled children. They are self-focused, insecure and irrational. They crave drama and games. They demand constant attention, reassurance, and above all, power in relationships. And, like children, who ceaselessly push limits to see just how much they can get away with from their parents, women relentlessly test men.frankly, i can barely see a difference between both species. men are somethings even more spoilt. ive seen ppl merajuk over the tiniest of tiny matters, just to pick a fight. self focused.... egoistic, machismo.. arent we all? men, above all. insecure, maybe not. irrational, oh hell yea. guys can say the stupidest thingys, the most illogical crap, and the worst lies when pushed to a corner. ive known ppl from all aspects giving me literally rubbish for reasons, to get out of something.. attention and reassurance, hahhaha, maybe mr hobo hangs out with those im macho, im ego, im cool type of ppl. or maybe i just hang out with pansies. but guys DO demand attention. a whole lot of them. and which guy wouldnt want to be in control of a relationship? saying this, hobo simply states hes not willing to concede his power in a relationship to women. double standards. bah. relentlessly test men... hmmm... like what? guys who suddenly stop calling for a day to see if the girl can take it? then two. then three. testing her patience. likewise when hes mixing with other girls. seeing if he can get her jealous. guys do that too...
lets make this simple. because ive been getting alot of questions since my post.
.what. where. who. why. when.
i can safely say this. those who read this blog, and those who i know
read this blog. this does not concern you. it never did, it
never will. how the lie [we shall henceforth call it this,
because it sounds so damn cool] wouldve affected you, would be just
collateral damage. the lie warped my personality. it twisted
me. and in effect, the derek you see today, is the one warped by
the lie. not the real me. in fact, i dont know the real me. but
anyway, simply put, thats it. if you want life to be easier, simply
treat as if nothing happened, that im me. besides, the previous post
was just to let out some hot air, to lift some burden off my
shoulders. never cared who or what read it. never did, never will.
about the cow
: derek wong : 20 :
single : hopeless :
student : sheffield :
chinese : malaysian :
the cow contact
: mail me :
: icq : 7247166 :
: msn : thefalcon@gmail.com :
: friendster :
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: room on permanent messy mode : laundry 3 weeks backtracked : hopelessly in love with s.h.e. : born and bred scouser : dota addict :
the cow questions
: faq here :
where to now?
post-sheffield, derek has decided to move on to a better place on the world wide web.
He can be now found stingily chewing on greener grass here.
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