Sigh....

First, My favourite young actor, Heath Ledger, died, accidentally. He didn't want to die.

Then, two close friends broke up.

Sigh...

I don't know if you read this, if you know who you are, but, I've always thought that your relationship was a supporting pillar to ours. I'd always look for you for advice whenever I had problems with Ephyon. Now that the supporting pillar is gone. Will I still make it?

Will you still be my listener? Both of you?

I'm sorry, I just thought that maybe us both couples could go on and on till someday, well, future.

And now, I felt like something that had kept me continuing to contribute to the relationship has gone. A large part of it.

It's a spur of a moment kind of thing. I doubt Ephyon could understand, but I'm sure both of you do.

And no, it's not a post to ask you to reconcile just to regain my confidence.

Maybe, just maybe, because our 1 year anniversary is coming, Pray for me and Ephyon, please?

At least, I'll make sure we make it....I'm sure Ephyon wants it too.

I'm sorry, I have never announced my emotions before. But, yes tears are falling.

I'll be happy again soon...

Hopefully both of you will too.

Everyone's hiatus

Islander's blog - no updates

Cheesatouille blog - no updates

Kid the phantom thief - no updates

Reedo - no updates

Tony Pua - no updates

Mine - no updates

Tell me, how to update when these people didn't update? I need information and sources!

I'm so stressed up to the fact that I've shrunk into an academician and a geeky student. Peering through journals like a madman. Searching for something to talk about. Damn. I need creativity. Too bad nothing's coming out. Yet.

Someone help me with this. I need some kind of motivation or a boost. Need need need need....*immersed into books-finding*.....

Oh yea, Apple company is coming really hot these days...yea....need need need.....*fumbles into pile of books*....

I can't believe I'm blogging this again

Apparently our very own politicians love to be involved in the "Western style" kind of publicity. I'm sorry. I'm just going to chatise men on this post. Ephyon, my guy friends, if you see this, its up to you guys to intepret what it meant. I don't bother to give an explanation this time.

Men are always so obsessed with young looking breasts eh? Saggy breasts just don't work anymore don't they? Or what? Rather have virgins you sickly bastards? Vaginas are not disposable objects you bunch of numbskulls! Never heard of "feelings"? Vaginas are so hurt because you screw them so much and what do they get as a reward? BURDEN IN THE BLOODY WOMB! NOBODY TO THANK THEM! Giving life like nobody's business and yet still that old PENIS likes to go hunt for a younger vagina to cast more hurt. OH BRAVO men, so very noble of men to do that to their bethrothed! (Unless there's a case of women politician doing the other way round, Chu Mei Feng, I'll just condemn all the sluts in the world. But sorry, MEN made the mistakes, again!)

Oh yeah, so what if the wife forgave the politician. I shouldn't give a damn right?
It's always like that. "We are a family, we moved on, don't disturb us"

Perhaps those Eastern moral values should be chucked out. Which part of Eastern did they say that "Sweeping under the carpet" is a good thing to preserve moral values?????

Pity, I'd like to see her asking for a divorce. Seriously, I won't be an idiot to forgive easily, especially if the woman in question was really, as what the politician said, to be a "personal friend". A friend even! Double hurt. Woman, get your head straight! Move on! Bastards like this are repetitive. If they do it once, they can do it again. Men are just idiots. URGH!!!

You know, Adolf Hitler don't sound so bad now. Sure, he may have caused the Jews agony and pain (I'm just being sarcastic), but at least he's true to his woman! Unlike good guys who has one wife, and a few mistresses. Oh yea, George Bush is also good for being loyal to his wife too. The First Lady is so proud of him, she let him declare war on Iraq. Awww, how sweet.

And yet, some men asked us to have faith in them. It's very hard to do so people. Not when so many bastards are doing the same. Not when we've heard so many of the cases of cheating smacking in our faces. Tell us, how to believe? Just by faith and instinct? If that can help, will wives ever get cheated eh? Oh, women, let me assure you, it's hard to be one. If they want to have sex, it's our fault to not comply; it's also our fault to want to have sex. It's our fault to have saggy breasts and loose vagina. It's our fault that our bodies give way because babies are coming out. It's our fault that we choose to sacrifice our time and lose our job to take care of the children that we couldn't go to social events. It's our fault if we want to go out so much while neglecting the role as a mother. It's ALWAYS the WOMEN's fault! Isn't it?

And men? Yea, pulled their pants down. Fuck another woman. Being brave to admit it, and the whole world is touched or amused or supporting him.

Bravo?

The next time I see him, I'll make sure the middle finger is raised high enough for him to see it. I'm only attacking his personal life, because I don't care what he does in politics. And yea, the wife better get a divorce, because if he chose to continue the sexual relationship with the personal friend, woman, do yourself a favour and get out of the house. Nothing there can console you. Not even designer bags and shoes and not even the jewellery, not even the title. Just get out. You'll feel better. Your children are grown up anyway.

I would if Ephyon does that. There is no such thing as a second chance if it involves cheating. I'd rather be single my whole life with a dog to keep me company than to stay with a man who had cheated me all along till his dying days. Because, I, can never forgive a man who cheats a loving woman.

Women, it's time we know how to say no to stupid men like them, for our sake of happiness.

Men, learn how to choose before you commit. It's no wonder nowadays women hesitate to be in a relationship. You don't know where your loyalty lies. Your heart or your pants.