I Am Single

It is nice to be single. I can give you an example. I met a friend from India this afternoon in the city. He just got married a few months ago and now his wife is pregnant. I could see how happy he was when I asked about his wife and future kids. His smile was very beautiful, I would say. So I guess, there is one thing good about being single: you have too much room to dream for your future happiness.

It is nice to be single. I can give you another example. I met an aussie guy on the street the other day while I was walking to my aunty's place. He stopped me on the street and asked whether I was from China. I said "Ya", and he said, 'I studied in Beijing for three years.' And then we started to talk in Mandarin! How cool is that, and we left phone number to each other. He is a drum player and said he would like to go to some concerts with me. I said "maybe" and smiled. And today, he called back. So I guess, there is one thing good about being single: you never feel guilty when you talk to strangers on the street and go out with any guys whenever you feel like.

BUT you know and I know, it is BAD to be single.
In example one, you find out that relationship is a lie and marriage is a prison.

In example two, you find yourself fall in love with a guy you originally just wanted to have some casual fun with.

WORST of all, it is always true, that you don't want guys who want you. You only want the guy who doesn't want you.

After all, it's all your own fault. STOP DREAMING!

Random Talk

I met a woman on the train. She dressed in black but looked sexy. She started to talk to me. She told me she lost her mobile phone on a taxi and couldn't get it back, and she lost her job two days before that. It was on Thursday night that I met her. She fell out from the stairs on Monday but didn't get hurt seriously. I listened with great empathy. It seemed to me that she was looking for some comfort and confidence in herself. So I told her. 'stay positive, don't put too much pressure on yourself, things will get better and you will be fine.' I told her, 'you look good', when I felt that she might started to lose confidence in herself, and my compliment worked obviously. After she got off the train, I was thinking, how lucky I was. On Tuesday I just found a new job. At the time I met her, I just had great korean food with my friends in Carnegie. I also felt warm when I was thinking of someone. But life is strange, as it usually is. Something changed that night, after I made a few phone calls. Right now I feel hollowed. But it might not be bad after all. Cos you never know..

Adult Survey

She got a strange phone call tonight. It was a man who was doing a special project. He asked whether she could help with the project. She wondered how could he have ever got her phone number and even known that her name was Shmily. "So what is the project all about?", she asked. He said, "Oh, it's all about sex." She was shocked and her face turned red all suddenly. "So how can I help you?... I mean, why should I help you?" she asked. "Oh, we are working in the sexual industry. Some adult website and publications, media want to do a survey for your age group. And they are paying for you to do this." "Oh really?" She smiled. She was thinking that sometimes she had to pay to talk sexually with a man on the phone, but this time she would get paid for it. "So how comfortable will you be to talk about such things?" The man was asking. She smiled, "I will be OK." That was an interesting talk, for Shmily.

Things are strange in this world, don't you agree?

Stars and Diamonds

When we were 18, we fell in love;
we used to look at the shining stars together.
He told me he wanted to give me a star.
I said, "I feel I have got everything when I am here with you."

When we were 23, we looked at the sparkling diamond rings together.
He told me he wanted to give me a wedding ring.
I said, "It doesn't have to be a diamond ring, as long as you love me."

When we were 28, he told me he fell in love with another woman.
I said, "What can I say, if stars and diamonds have lost their meaning?"

When Henry met Diane

He happened to pass by the Cafe when Diane was sitting there. He was attracted immediately, not by Diane, but by the music. It was some sort of music that can bring you to your childhood memories and make you sensitive or sad somehow. Henry went into the Cafe and sat at a table near the window. After he ordered a coffee, he suddenly saw a girl's image reflected on the window. She was sitting there quietly, with one hand on her chin, thinking something. He turned his head and saw Diane. She has dark brown hair till her shoulder, which looked very tender in the orange light. Something touched his heart, when he saw that tiny little smile on her face. She looked so vulnerable, like really fine porcelain. His coffee come, when she stood up. The coffee smell was mixed with her fragrance when she passed by his table. That was poison she was wearing. He felt suddenly lost something. Yes, the Cafe was called "Loser's Paradise".