(i) A relationship of close to a decade ended last week, and it seems to be final this time around. Yet, somehow or rather, I have this bit of hope deep down inside telling me that this is not true, and that things would fall back in place (the old, comfortable and safe place) very soon enough. Afterall, we don’t really know of many people who would make drastic decisions day to day and when they do, we wonder if it is for real.
The only (good) thing for relationships is how you always have a choice. Unlike your family, who you have blood ties with that you can not undo, you really do have a choice on who your lifetime partner will be. You were both never related from the start, and there will never be the same kind of responsibility like that of a kin.
After all my busy weekend activities, I had the whole Sunday afternoon to myself at home and had a lot of thoughts going through my mind as I did some housechores and cooking.
If you ever think it is easy for the immediate family or friends when faced with a broken relationship, it truly isn’t! This whole incident bothered me for a good whole week because I was filled with strange mixed emotions, as a good or closer friend of the girl. It is almost as if I want true happiness for the her, but need to be protective of her; of the potential hurdles and pain that might come along with the new found happiness. At the same time, I wish for no pain for the guy. If only the entire incident was free of pain in anyone else’s shoes, but, this was if only…
It seemed senseless to feel so much for something I have no control over, something, I simply should not even be too bothered about. But, I did. Whatever happens, I only wish for the best for the both of them and I hope things just work out. If you believe in fate, maybe, just maybe… some people will ever cross your path to help you along the way, but not neccessarily end up being your life partner. I truly believe that if they are meant to be, they will, no matter what, be together again. But only time will tell… truly…
And a song was in my head:
One less bell to answer
One less egg to fry
One less gal to look after
I should be happy… but all I do is cry
(Cry cry, no more laughter)
I only know that since she left…
My life’s so empty
Though I try to forget it just can’t be done
Each time the doorbell rings… I still run
I don’t know how in the world to stop thinking of her
Cos’ I still… love her so…
(ii) I’m not usually into anything too outrageously religious but I do believe in a higher up-above. I wanted so badly to revenge on someone, as well as for others who have received the same very underdeserving treatment. Have you ever felt this same kind of wrath and want revenge so badly? My imagination runs wild with all the things I want to do on the nasty person but the possible implications of my actions stop me, the anger disperses over time and I end up dropping the whole thing (what a loser?).
Went on Google to search ‘how to take revenge’ and found some articles, with a few excerpts catching my attention:
“If you feel a need for revenge, tell God about it. Tell Him what you’d like to see done to that person, then defer the whole matter to Him, to do what He sees is fit. It sounds like foolishness, but it works.”
“Scientists have discovered that retribution often leads to even more acts of violence.”
“Those who have felt intense feelings of revenge have found that forgiveness is the only way to end the feelings. It is a way to avoid engaging in retribution.”
As the saying goes: “冤冤相报何时了”… a revenge will be dispersed with another revenge and it will be a vicious cycle that ends in misery…
Having said that, I am going to curse that guy with 10 things… I think it is a very light sentence for him after all that he has said and done! The rest, I will leave up to God and I do believe in Karma. I am going to call him LJB (Lan Jiao Bin – according to fellow colleagues, he is a 斯文败类, actually good looking and well groomed but downright UGLY inside.
(1) I hope LJB gets stuck in a BAD situation at work where he has no choice but to be maligned and also have to bow down and suck up worse than a dog, if not he will lose his high paying job.
(2) I hope LJB finishes his lunch one day only to discover that there are a few strands of pubic hair (those obviously are pubic hair kinda curly strands) inside the plate/bowl.
(3) And of cos, based on LJB’s character, he will bring the plate to the stall and scream and shout, and I hope that when he does that, the cook/server will tell him, that what he ordered is ‘PUBIC Fried Rice‘ or something, in order to match his filthy mouth. and I hope that the person telling that to him is a PRC / Philipino with very bad English.
(4) I hope that LJB will be fucked by a cassonova GAY, or maybe, he is already fucked by one. So I hope that he will be fucked until his ass cracks open and he will take MC exceeding his company’s MC limit, and it will be unpaid. Look I didn’t curse that he will get HIV lor still give him some pity though he doesn’t deserve it!
(5) I hope that LJB gets slapped in the street mistakenly by a mad woman, who mistakes him for being her husband’s gay partner. And I hope he gets slightly scratched on the face, because of her long nails. And I hope he did not return a slap because she is so exceedingly beautiful and sexy, and he cannot bring himself to slap her back.
(6) I hope LJB ridiculously drops his LV wallet, iPhone 4, Bvlgari ring and Bottega bracelet into a toilet bowl full of his own SHIT and has to fish them out one by one, and 80% of each item is already smeared with shit. Talk about, clearing your own SHIT.
(7) I hope LJB opens a bottle of wine / champagne and the spirit squirts out right onto his face smearing all his BB Cream. Damn this sounds too mild for him. I would to change it to him having his partner shoving the same bottle of champagne up his ass.
(8) I hope LJB is told by the love of his life (the kind he would do anything to impress), how she (or he) is disgusted by his petty and mean ways with people around him and how he or she is TOTALLY calling him a ‘LJB’ from then on. This kinda thing hurts the most when it comes out from your loved on. If you have any, moron.
(9) I hope LJB goes to the ATM to draw S$2,000.00, but runs for a cab and drops all the $$$ on the way, and a person who needs the money very badly finds the $$$ (ignoring the parts about how the money can be gotten back by tracing digits / through the bank etc etc.). LJB will only notice this halfway through his journey and is on the expressway, he starts cursing and demanding for the innocent cab driver to turn back, and cab driver pokes him eyeballs and tells him to SHUT THE FUCK UP. Cab driver will then proceed to blast cheena 70s wayang music and fart in his car, and then burp an awful smell of durian and garlics.
(10) Last but not least, I hope (but I strongly believe already many others are practising this) that LJB is being known as LJB COUNTRYWIDE, and soon, WORLDWIDE, of his notorious ways and when he is sacked from his current job he cannot even get a job as a toilet supervisor. And his next visit to any toilet, he will get stares and gossips from others – “eh, this is the LJB who didn’t even make it for round 1 interview of toilet sup”.
Think about it… how good is your life when SO MANY people everywhere are calling you Lan Jiao Bin behind your back!!!!!
I feel so much better already!!!!!!!!!! And of course, knowing that 这种人，天一定会收他, so, we shall wait and see…
If there are any LJBs you need to curse, can read mine above, no need to think again as I think mine are bad enough liao. Hahah.
