March 28, 2007
~ Randomly...
First of all, I wanna say... 'Whatever lah' (in an impatient, slightly frustrated tone)
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In my quite strong opinion, if you are in need of kilos before your BMI falls into the acceptable range, you just do not have the right to say anyone else is too thin (or worse, skinny), unless that someone else is
1. your good friend (I stress, 'good'. Because in the boundary of real good friendship, saying someone else is thin is more likely due to your concern for a friend's lack of mass)
2. a celebrity (then, anything you say about a celebrity is just a positive recognition that he/she has gotten your attention)
3. truly, anorexic-thin (refer Calista Flockhart)
Admittedly, I am thin. I am underweight - I stopped having acceptable weight since what, primary 2? But, I absofuckinlutely do not think that I appear to be anorexic thin (under which circumstance, the word 'skinny' can be applied). And most important of all, I know I'm healthier than a lot of people who seem to be 'just-nice'. And the last time some MLM supplement brand agent measured my vital health stats, he proclaimed that my health age (in terms of metabolic rate, stored fats, water retention, etc) is a mere 18 year old. Not that I'm very proud of that. But, my point is, I do not think that I'm horribly thin, or skinny. I'm thin, but I'm pretty much healthy. Thank you.
But, everything is relative. That, I understand. So, if you are a bit more on the fleshy side and perhaps even obese, I guess it's very hard for you to accept someone my size as a mere 'thin'. I must make you feel like the ogre in Jack and The Beanstalk.
But, if you are so obvious-definitely underweight too, I think you are in no position at all to make any remarks about me being thin. Unless, of course, you think I
1. consider myself your good friend
2. am a celebrity
3. am anorexic-thin (which I just said I'm not)
Ya? So, give me a break. The thing about me being thin is really, so passe. I've been hearing it about 3-quarters of my life.
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I just had this sudden thought - I think I'd stick to liking women.
(uh...?)
Hahaha... Not that it matters in any case. I'm in an abstinence period. Abstinence from ALL kinds of romantic relationships. Waste of money, waste of time, waste of energy.
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Just now, in the shower (I often have a lot of thoughts in the shower), I suddenly thought I know why I looked unhappy in Meisen's dream of my wedding.
It must be because I'm marrying someone I don't even know if I love. I must have married because (s)he's bloody damn rich (of course! How else would you explain the opulent wedding dinner? In Paris, somemore!) and (s)he's taking good care of me. Meaning, (s)he can afford my desire of going to many, many places in Europe and sending for my parents to fly SQ (1st class) to visit me. And the idea of laboured work will therefore, be a free choice for me. And I will spend many afternoons at Parisian cafes, people-watching, or reading, or I will take many, many afternoon strolls. And... so on, and so forth.
Ok. So, would I marry someone for reasons like these, in reality?
365, or more, days ago, I would have said 'no'. But, now, I think, 'why not'?
At least I can still go visit Meisen in her Paris apartment...
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March's almost gone. It's 1-quarter of a bloody year gone. What would it be if I say I feel time has gone off without me really realising it? And what would it be if I go on to say that it doesn't really matter at all?
There never was any meaning to time per se anyway. There is no more meaning when you became much much further than a sms away.
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I really don't like coming home to everyone preparing for bedtime. And by the time I've finished going through my routine, I only have Saintnity to talk to. Even the dogs, having found their way to dreamland, can't be bothered with me.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:52