Monday, April 25, 2005
reading my email when i read the following.
courtesy of Mr. Jason Tan Dao-En. where the fuck he learnt his english from..
Hi there,
It's a hot Saturday afternoon and I'm typing this mail to no one. Really no one, I'm completely bored. What's being together in a relationship? Ha. This is something. Seconds ago nothing was in mind, now its Love. What's that? yup I said Love. The 'L' word. Sacrificing, and learning to accept someone totally different from you. Damn the heat, I'm sweating just sitting in front of the computer. Oh, yar....Someone you think you had known and now you want to get serious with him or her. Getting to know her/him better, really getting to know characteristics that only his/her, lets banned the "his/her" shit. Lets just call it Jane, okay? Great, with that out of the way. Hmmm, continue. Walk with me, some behaviors and characters only some wouldn't mind and hang with you even though you are like that. Irritating. Yar, those people that doesn't mind them about you are probably your buddies, family and ahh... that's about what came out of my puny-but-functional brain. A sweat just rolled down my tummy. But for an opposite, sexually attractive, sex to "not mind" your irritating, distasteful behavior and habits, well it's one in a million.
But one things for sure, there is surely someone who has that stretchable patience for your idiotic nonsense. Oww, where did that come from? But read on, please, you can be like that sometimes. Sadly. And when someone comes up to you telling you of that flaw of yours in the best, most stunning, charismatic, honest, deserving way. Put away the reactions you almost wanted to express, and, tell Jane: "Thanks, I'll think about what you said." Then secretly search for his allies and with any luck observe if Jane wants to be more than a friend to you.
When in love, don't think fantasy. It's never like the movies, it's
NEVER. Ha, bold and upper caps. The ass can't turn into no stallion. The green Org won't transform into a knight in shining armour. Who you're with is tactically fat, sticky, possessive, not familiar with thriftiness, snort when Jane laughs.. blah blah the list goes on. But you love that dog and that sorry-ass loves you too. What is to be said about that? Utterly nothing. Nothing and no one can understand that bond you two have. Not even if its because you're so darn old but filthy rich and a young number is hang out with you, or, never mind, you get what I mean.
Under 16, she's protected by law. Over 60, she's protected by nature. Anything in between its ok. Equality, equality screams. Okay, holding back, I'm referring to men too. Well then, shouldn't we be savoring our precious youth for promiscuous....must be the heat.
I love life and you should to. Whoever comes along let Jane sweep you off your wrinkling ass. Love like it's your first. Loosen the leash off Jane, let Jane breathe. Yes, you are fat. No, your hair's not messy. I'm sure. What’s to be will be. Let go. I'm drenched, I need a bath.
How's my English,
Jason
audrieeee@hotmail.com
