Long time haven written in English le. As usual, duno neither where to start nor where to
end, juz let my writting follow my feeling, like hw i behave everyday.
Today i finally got my EP, after queuing for 2days. PR will be released wizin 3 months, Im
thinking whether I convert my citizenship to Singaporean. Well, tat most likely depends
on my fere’s social status. If she is local I wont bother to convert, whereas seems i dun
haf better option but tis. These are the matters ahead on e road I dun even bother think abt it.
I now stay in Sengkang, a newly built HDB in which e rooms n furniture are almost brandnew. I love simplly decorated house wiz more space inside to walk ard and doing exercise. The sitting rm is capacious which absolutely meets my requirements. Everytime i open e door, i feel e sitting rmis so natural n comfortable, which gives me a better mood no matter hw tired im. Equally important, Yoguart, who is a 4 months puppy, always gimme a warmest greeting as wat she does to every visitor, even a thief, but im still full of gratitude to give her a hug for her extremely positive attitude towards everything at every moment. However, she shit on my floor today as i dint close e door, i cleaned it wizout throw temper to it. Tatz e reason why i haf no doubt i will be a good father in e far future.
Sometimes i’d love to make deliberate decison by viewing all e alternative and possible
consequence of e decision made, like a philosopher; whereas i dun give a shit to the
negative consequence, juz let feeling guide my way. Such circumstance usually takes place
for BGR, im juz like a ruttish ox but not in a erotic way. From the moment i entered in primary
school to that i gradutate from university, i dint change much. If i like her, i dun care
what others, who refer to parents, teachers and peers, say abt it. I like her, no matter she
is blakc or white, tall or short, athelic or quiet, fashionable or conventional, even pretty
or unlovely, plump or slim, everything or everything, if e pre-condition is i like her, i ll
juz pursuit wizout hesitation. Therefore, when someone asked me abt my type of gal, i usually got stunt for a short while, since there is no typical QTG type, everything is juz guided by my weird feeling (fortunately my feeling has nv been towards guys, but already haf e tendency for transextual).
For godz sake, i haf become much more mature, i nw noe hw to care a gal, hw to show understanding to her situation which could make me unpleasant, hw to learn to feel satisfied even i dint receive enuff. Overall, in one sentence to summerize, i now think frm her side not but mine, which makes me a gentleman but not a bastard. Furthermore, i haf a better comprehension abt commitment, which intially in my mind, is even not worth of one nite stand. Nevertheless, i gradually realise that, God is watching everything i did, and ll punish me if i did bad things. The punishment got nothing to do wiz whether my GF noes i did or not, it may come from anywhere, like unpleasent workplace, or she falls in love wiz a fucker in pub. But the dominating reason is not i fear e punishment, but i fear to c her unhapiness and tears, which upset me as much as she breaks her promise n cheated me. Of course these r all imagination i made, who is "her", im on myway seeking, whether im tat good as wat i said, absolutely no idea. But i woud like to give a try of being a better man.
I dun like to haf dinner alone, i missed e time in NTU wiz my company, but…
Im hungry…
Im touched, u?