I'm Disgusting and I've Said It b4

Praise the Buddha for giving me the passion to blog. Together hand in hand, lets chant NanmoAmitabha NanmoAmitabha Nanmo..


If u think this is another self-pitying and whining entry. BINGO! ure SO DAMN right. And to those who think its a religious blog(thanks to that picture), fuck u.

Many of u should have known by now what i am, unless ure as blind as chen wei lian. 'am, lian' - it rhymes! Life's hard being me, im always indecisive. Most of the times, i do want people to treat me normally, do not talk to me with extra politeness, it just makes me feel sick. However im aware of your kind intention =), its human nature to show sympathy butbutbut feel free to insult or fuck me upside down.

And then there are times when i do enjoy sympathy from people coz im cheap. Especially when i do get into trouble, i'll put on my most innocent mask and hoping the other party would forgive me. It does help most of the times.

Case 1
Let me refer another factual case of mine, there's a slope not that steep-(im able to wheel myself up but i know i'd need abit of time, let's say 12hrs?) but i just gave up wheeling coz i ALSO KNOW i'll be wheeling like a sweaty tortoisified male whore and that is so unsightly.

So what did i do? nono i dont open my mouth to ask for help, coz i paiseh wad.. so fat and healthy obviously can wheel himself up, yet still beg for help. So what i did was to pretend with a puzzling face, as if im tryna figure out how's it gonna be done to travel up. Add a little clumsiness to your acting, pretend to drop ur bag while wheeling. DING DING just then u hear a voice.. it sounds like GOD'S SENT;

'excuse me, do u need help?'

'err, it's ok thanks.' (tryin to act like a handicap with extreme determination. kns)

'are u sure? hmm..ok.' Body turning away (wtf, cannot ask one more time is it?)

At this moment, drop your bag real fast, i mean REALLY FAST like as though ure dropping your bowels during diarrhoea.

Body turns back ' it's ok, let me help u. '

innocent smile, 'thanks'.

- i know u guys are fucking grossed out by me.



Case 2

Boarded a cab,

'Uncle, Orchard Heeren Thanks.'
Taxi moved, realised wallet might have not enuff money to pay for the fare.

'U go there shopping ah?'

'No uncle, im going there to see an eye specialist, to book an appointment for my op.'

'ooh, aiyo. Can u see what number is that?' (points at the car plate in front of us)

squinted my eyeballs n tryna act super short-sighted. Moved my body so near i almost frenched the windscreen. 'err can...'

'Wad happen to u? Were you born like this?' (referring to my legs)

'ya, i was born with weak muscles and poor eyesight' (the poor eyesight thing is just ridiculously made up)

-Approaching Heeren, digging wallet.

Uncle said: 'Never mind, give u a lift. Never mind never mind its ok.'

'har uncle cannot la..uncle... errr orh ok lor. Thank you very much uncle.'

-_-
By now, u people must be experiencing hand itchiness. I know i took people's sympathy for granted but its once in awhile only la. I know im cheap, but at least im guilty n honest enuff to share this ok. Instead of hating me, why not think the other way round, i might be Jesus' SENT to test the compassion of modern Singaporeans, if the test fails, tsunami will drown all of us.

Jesus rolls eyes: 'i think ure Al-Qaida's sent.'

So continue to spread your love to the less fortunate and also give credit to the good samaritans like those mentioned above. Adios.