Posted this in FB:
It is funny. Funny on the type of guys I meet. Even funnier on the type of jerks I meet online.
I realised that jerks online generally tries so hard to be who they are not and wish to be real life.
Just when I thought I was over such nonsense at this age, I think I did bumped into one such ass.
As long as I could ever remember I have known him by accident and we sort of chatted for the sake of it. Then we stop chatting for years but still had the link on in Friendster then, now MSN.
Just of a sudden several weeks back, this joker popped up out of his silent mode and started chatting.
As usual, I would 'layan'. It's just entertaining for the sake of it since while I get my stuff done online, I don't mind just giving / making brief chat sentences.
Somehow, as we chatted, he started 'sighing' with complains how much of a bore life is for him. Making it as if he is utterly single, without any chicks in his life and a utter hopeless. So much so that I DID give him some pity.
He was complaining how bad it is for a guy to get to know girls these days, especially chicks. Quoting their materialism and etc. Which, I could totally understand. So I honestly did take pity and sympathy.
Thinking he is a poor lonely soul, who is looking out for the right girl to come along.
Then on certain occasion too, he would invite me to the club next to where I live. With obvious reasons, I don't see why should I even bother. To begin with, I hardly know him. And to then continue on, I am even refraining from clubbing with the craziest clubbing buddies, why should I even think of joining this Ah Pek?
Typical of his kind, he started telling me how empty his life is. Complaining he doesn't have enough dough. Complaining boredom in pretty much everything he utters. Even said he nadly needed excitement in his life.
Then one fine, lovely day, this joker added me in FB.
And bloody guess what?
He is MARRIED to a girl.
And when he was 'helloing' me over MSN today, I made a point to acknowledge that. After all, we are supposedly virtual friends and regardless virtual or reality, I believe we ought to be frank about ourselves. Well, that was WHAT I THOUGHT.
I took the chance to ask him about THE chick and he did not answer me. I went on to ask if it is because his chick isn't good enough so he is still looking for excitement (this was said in reference to the opening of the conversation today with stress over him feeling soooo darn bored which thus, needing him some excitement to fill his morbid life).
Of a sudden, the fucker said he has got to work and will catch me some other time. And stopped.
Well.
I think he did not realised, he has met a bitch.
I simply refuse to 'x' him off my FB because I am in hope, he is nosy enough to peek his nose into this note and have a good read about himself.
If you are reading this, and you think I am right or wrong in my thoughts which I don't give a damn, please joker, stop your crap.
Maybe I am super thick skin and I am such a 'perasan' bitch but as usual, I am thick skin enough to tell what I totally think. So I am saying this:
If you think you are trying to get easy with me, please, go play with someone else whom you won't get burn and even probably could give you some fun like a BJ in the stinky toilet behind TTDI Plaza or give you a good grope in the groin while dancing against your unfit body.
Plus, I don't play game and pretend. Or try hooking. Or am can't even be honest about my relationship status.
I mean, if you want to be in the game, be a man, tell the chick on the face that you are out for fun but you are totally with someone else. That will command a great deal more respect that pretending to be pathetic so you can pity votes and attention from a chick.
Give me a break.
Playars from get sympathy votes. Playars win heart from being a man and they sweep women off their feet anytime they want.
And if you want to play, I only deal with playars. Afterall, I'm a bitch alright.
For Heaven's sake. If you can't be one, just stay mainstream and be with your wife and live happily ever after please.
Please, go get a life.
It is funny. Funny on the type of guys I meet. Even funnier on the type of jerks I meet online.
I realised that jerks online generally tries so hard to be who they are not and wish to be real life.
Just when I thought I was over such nonsense at this age, I think I did bumped into one such ass.
As long as I could ever remember I have known him by accident and we sort of chatted for the sake of it. Then we stop chatting for years but still had the link on in Friendster then, now MSN.
Just of a sudden several weeks back, this joker popped up out of his silent mode and started chatting.
As usual, I would 'layan'. It's just entertaining for the sake of it since while I get my stuff done online, I don't mind just giving / making brief chat sentences.
Somehow, as we chatted, he started 'sighing' with complains how much of a bore life is for him. Making it as if he is utterly single, without any chicks in his life and a utter hopeless. So much so that I DID give him some pity.
He was complaining how bad it is for a guy to get to know girls these days, especially chicks. Quoting their materialism and etc. Which, I could totally understand. So I honestly did take pity and sympathy.
Thinking he is a poor lonely soul, who is looking out for the right girl to come along.
Then on certain occasion too, he would invite me to the club next to where I live. With obvious reasons, I don't see why should I even bother. To begin with, I hardly know him. And to then continue on, I am even refraining from clubbing with the craziest clubbing buddies, why should I even think of joining this Ah Pek?
Typical of his kind, he started telling me how empty his life is. Complaining he doesn't have enough dough. Complaining boredom in pretty much everything he utters. Even said he nadly needed excitement in his life.
Then one fine, lovely day, this joker added me in FB.
And bloody guess what?
He is MARRIED to a girl.
And when he was 'helloing' me over MSN today, I made a point to acknowledge that. After all, we are supposedly virtual friends and regardless virtual or reality, I believe we ought to be frank about ourselves. Well, that was WHAT I THOUGHT.
I took the chance to ask him about THE chick and he did not answer me. I went on to ask if it is because his chick isn't good enough so he is still looking for excitement (this was said in reference to the opening of the conversation today with stress over him feeling soooo darn bored which thus, needing him some excitement to fill his morbid life).
Of a sudden, the fucker said he has got to work and will catch me some other time. And stopped.
Well.
I think he did not realised, he has met a bitch.
I simply refuse to 'x' him off my FB because I am in hope, he is nosy enough to peek his nose into this note and have a good read about himself.
If you are reading this, and you think I am right or wrong in my thoughts which I don't give a damn, please joker, stop your crap.
Maybe I am super thick skin and I am such a 'perasan' bitch but as usual, I am thick skin enough to tell what I totally think. So I am saying this:
If you think you are trying to get easy with me, please, go play with someone else whom you won't get burn and even probably could give you some fun like a BJ in the stinky toilet behind TTDI Plaza or give you a good grope in the groin while dancing against your unfit body.
Plus, I don't play game and pretend. Or try hooking. Or am can't even be honest about my relationship status.
I mean, if you want to be in the game, be a man, tell the chick on the face that you are out for fun but you are totally with someone else. That will command a great deal more respect that pretending to be pathetic so you can pity votes and attention from a chick.
Give me a break.
Playars from get sympathy votes. Playars win heart from being a man and they sweep women off their feet anytime they want.
And if you want to play, I only deal with playars. Afterall, I'm a bitch alright.
For Heaven's sake. If you can't be one, just stay mainstream and be with your wife and live happily ever after please.
Please, go get a life.
