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20050728

Theories Behind The Female Race

Whhyyy do women talk in those riddles sia? What do they mean when I feel, but I understand. Or when sometimes life begets problems, but we're causes of it. I think helping peeps like Rachel out is a good taste of the femalehood.

My mum's worse, she'll blow these bad tempers and then they'd go as immediately. When she doesn't approve of what I'm doing, she keeps zipped up. And then start talking loudly about me to Dad. Lol, then Dad just flashes a heck-i'm-not-interested-so-i-act-blur face, and returns to his newspapers.

What about Josephine. I try to talk to her, she gives me frigging one word answers and then after awhile start talking loudly to me. Then give her biscuits la, water la, she'll just give a cold shoulder.. then suddenly we'll start laughing madly and talk about the crap they like to show on TVs. And she still owes me my Goblet Of Fire.

I think must be I always say the wrong stuff. I dunno how to please women sia. Go out with them, will just shy shy and turn away, then start talking the worse crap like "hey that movie was nice," , "cool jewellery.." and stuff like that. Then they'll keep smiling to themselves. I'm shrugging.

Maybe times of the month really make them more moody and stuff. And when they talk emotional, I can catch the easier meanings.. but even this emo freak is stunned by the deeper meanings. I'm no loser at stuff like that, but I'm no female intepreter. I'll just rub the back of my head and sigh.

Even Elaine low - she's damn queer. We wouldn't stop talking although she shove her excessive threats at us... her old tricks like turning off the fans etc. Then she got desperate and said the most stupid and meaningless thing a teacher can say:

"Alright, if you don't shut up. You will have to pay $1000 for SAV,"

Desperate man!

And her. She never talks in class, does all her work, keeps mum, wanna go home on the dot, always having a straight face. GM says she's unfriendly and cold. And I tried defending her. But now, I think she might be like that.... I always have this scenario playing in my head when I start talking to her she'll dao me in class, cause she's always on her trance music (TRANCE MUSIC!! which girl listens to trance..). Then I'm gonna get embaressed forever la.

I know this feeling... like one side telling me.. "Come on Shan Yu!!! Give it up!! You're too ugly, you're younger, you know she's daoing everyone.. what chances have you got?"

Then the other goes, "This is an infatuation, but it tastes candy sweet. Even if it's meaningless maybe in the end there'll be a glimmer of hope,"

SY wrote at 7:38 pm