Sunday, April 22, 2007

Episode john 1.01

and so i've been talking to this john dude on friendster. i cant imagine what warped people there are in this world we live in. this is absolutely entertaining. trust me on this. ;)

JOHN: Salut! I'd like to know you as a friend, and activity partner, if you do sports as well!

GLORYO: haha, you could start by having a photo. and yea, we could play squash sometime perhaps.

JOHN: hahah... are you really interested in meeting Men, Friends and Activity partners as per your profile OR My Photo to fall madly in love with it!!????

GLORYO: ah, i smell that egoistical stench reeking in the corner. haha. why not? there can never be enough things to do, people to meet, can there? besides, if your photo IS worthy of falling madly in love with, you would have placed it up a long time ago

here comes the really weird part.

JOHN: ahhh...feel free to smell your shitt any time you want!I knew from your first message that you're acting as A SMART ASS, and I've given you the opportunity to prove me right!

You're that typical, spoiled brat local gal, who thinks foolishly that people owe her something!

No! And if your mummy is wearing the pants at home, or you can play with your local guys, don't think you can do the same with foreigners! You, and SPGs like yourself open up everything just once they see us, we don't even have to talk to YOU!Only "Hao Lian" like yourself think in this stupid way, that if someone doesn't show pics, so he/she must be ugly! I don't have to entertain free, hao lian, SPG, spoilt brat like yourself!So, go to hell and have a life, you free loser, and don't paly with adults, AUNTY!

GLORYO: haha, interesting indeed. its a pity, however, that people like you aint complete with that tinge of humour.

now lets disect whatever you said chronologically. from head to toe, tail to end.

i was acting as a smart ass from the first msg? by agreeing to a squash game makes me one? cool, id agree to more in the future then.

typical? spoilt? perhaps. its amazing how you are able to gather ever so quickly a sum of adjectives that according to you, would summarise my entire life.

spg like myself? hah, i should add that to the collection of name calling you've very generously bestowed upon me. trust me, im actually enjoying this. and you dont have to talk to me, or reply me, even, but i cant change the fact that you've already did. or that you've been formulating your viscious comeback right from the start. behold, darlin. why the anger? think about it, i mentioned nothing about you being ugly. i cant help it if you've got self confidence issues to deal with either. and honestly, i'm having trouble deciphering who's worse. the girl who wanted nothing more but a squash partner, who maybe, tainted your ego (sorry, if anything), or the one who lashed out unreasonably, who started the name calling, who even brought my mother into the situation, looked down on spgs (though im not saying they do deserve the highest of honour either), who banished me to hell (indirectly asking me to die), yet told me to get a life. how contradictory! and of course, someone who seems to believe wholeheartedly that ugly people cannot fall in love. its tragic, aint it.

so if someone were to ask about your photo, and in return, get a truckful of crap back, doesnt that have alot to do with your own self respect and pride, dont you think. to jump into defense so readily and assume someone's calling you ugly. too bad you're not at peace with the way you look perhaps. so maybe, just maybe, before you start bursting out at someone, you might wanna start by taking a look at your inner self first. that if you dont feel perfect the way you are, then perhaps meeting someone totally unknown wouldnt be that great a choice for you. we're all somewhat beautiful in one way or another. its up to you to believe whether thats true or not.

all the best then, in your quest of finding whats true. till then, i'd hope you'd make peace with yourself. dont make me think that God is capable of making mistakes, by creating you.

ps: was calling me aunty supposedly insulting? haha, belive you me, coaching swimming for 5 years have gotten me used to that.

now, somebody, save me please! before i die from laughter.

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