Ok, finally got around to changing the introduction text. But as you can see, I'm too sianz to write a proper one, so am going to blabber on in hopes that you will get an idea of what sort of person I am by guessing. Yeah, the format of this blog is crap. I haven't got around to fixing it. Later lah.. Much later...
I'm always surprised at how some people know me so well, and how some people are delusional enough to think they know me so well.
People who know me well, know me well through the understanding that they don't know me well at all. Those in the latter category, know me poorly through the understanding that they are experts on me.
It's annoying when people act as if they are more of an expert on me than I am. For your information, that is not possible. No matter how messed up I am in understanding myself, I will still know myself better than you.
ME signed off at 12:46 PM
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
66th post
It follows to reason that if you are capable of extreme lows, you would be capable of extreme highs. Thus people who are prone to depression, have the upside of being able to experience true happiness. The downside to people like me, who don't fluctuate emotionally, is that I suspect I won't ever get to know what euphoria really means.
- You are asking me if I want you for a friend or a boyfriend -
Got translated to:
-You are asking me, what if I want your friends or your boyfriend – (你问我，如果我要你的朋友或男朋友)
Imagine... What if you actually tried these translations in real life... Man, would I like to see their faces when you tell them you want their friends and boyfriend -_-"
- Do you think I am that dumb –> You think I am a mute (你以为我是哑巴)
Really not worth the risk trusting.
- How much do you like me -> How much money you like me (多少钱你喜欢我)
Good for laughs, bad bad bad for real life…
ME signed off at 2:35 PM
64th post
It’s easy enough to tell when somebody is lying, but how do you know how much of it is a lie and how much of it is the truth. Lies are often not told in blocks – they are interwoven with truth, with aim to deceive and to fool, twisted into a confused bundle, until you don’t know where the lie starts and the truth ends. If I choose to believe, I will have to swallow it whole... distasteful. Yet not to believe means rejection of truth interwoven, just as distasteful.
Damn to the liar. Lie so no one can tell, or don’t bother.
