Wednesday, February 27, 2008
EDISON CHEN & HIS MANY BANGS
Is anyone really feeling sympathy for Edison Chen's many ladies? Especially Gillian "I-am-so-virginal" Cheung. From the pics, she looked like the most sated and horniest bitch of them all. Excuse my language. I really cannot stand her face. Or her many fiasco involving a certain pinhole camera in a Genting changing room, where you could only see her armpit and bra, apparently robbing her of her modesty.
I do not understand this brouhaha. What I would give to be in Edison Chen's bed! You mean you won't? Hello, he's only like one of the hottest Chinese men around...
And these stoooopiiiiiiid gals are now crying wolf when they certainly didn't look like they were forced into taking those very amateurish photos. No wonder men always say that women are snakes. Hell, I'm female and I happen to think most women are snakes (me included, wahahaha...)
Moral of the story: Edison, you should be very careful who you take photos of. Especially if they claim to be innocent, virginal sweet young 'uns. You know where to find me, stud. Take me anytime, anywhere...
With love, Drina 00:57
Sunday, February 24, 2008
WHAT IS LOVE?
Define me love.
Is love about getting married because he/she's the one? Or is it because that's the next logical step in the relationship?
Can a couple who don't marry stay in love forever? If they can, then what's the big deal about marriage?
Is marriage the tombstone of love? Or does it make you love your other half more?
Is love and lust independent of each other? Does it make a difference whether you are a man or woman?
Does loving someone mean that you will forgive your other half no matter what he/she did?
Is physical betrayal worse than emotional betrayal?
Can you sleep peacefully at night?
What would you do if it was him/her who betrayed you? Have you put ever yourself in his/her shoes?
I am disillusioned by love. Or maybe I am disillusioned by people. This is not the type of love I thought it was. Or what I thought I would want. I'd rather be alone.
I used to have dreams. I used to be encouraged looking at the many couples around me. I used to wish I had a relationship like theirs. I changed my mind. I'm better off alone, thank you.
Maybe our outlook on love is different. Perhaps we have different values. Perhaps it's not that big a deal to you. But it is to me. My heart bleeds. It bleeds for the relationship which I once rooted for as my ideal relationship.
But I choose to shut up. Not because it's your life. But because we are friends. And only because I hope you won't do something so stupid ever again. Your other half never deserved this.
With love, Drina 17:33
Friday, February 22, 2008
SO MANY WANTS
Gonna be the end of Feb. And STILL no job.
Want a man. But only for kicks. Any eligible angmoh men for rent? Have taken a recent interest in them. Why? Cos one, I really don like Chinese men, two I have lost interest in Indian men. Three, cos I STILL can't find myself a grago man. Oh and four (as I have been telling Sabs), we could have beeeeyoooooootiiiifuuuuuul children together.
The weekend beckons. And I have no plans. Woot. My life's a blast.
In need of money. But I refuse to buy Toto or 4-D. Cos with my shit ass luck, I will never make a cent. Plus me being a math whiz, it doesn't take too much to count the probability of me winning is like 1 in a million. And I'm being generous at this estimation.
Argggghhhhhh Mal's wedding is approaching. And I don't even have a dollar a day to save... Bottomline: Need a job. Pronto. Or a rich man. Pronto pronto.
Lalalalalala... Hello Ah Chek... Are you reading blogs again? Hahahaha...
With love, Drina 12:30