Property, Vehicle and Virginity

B: Hi. Are you Ms Su?

G: Yes, I am. Are you Mr Du?

B: I am. Nice to meet you. Let’s go there and have a chat.

G: Wait a minute. Before we begin to chat, I think there are a few doubts we need to clarify.  Do you want to talk here or at another place?

B: I like your frankness. Since Miss Su has something to talk about, let us talk here then!

G: Do you have any property and vehicle? If you don’t, I’m afraid we cannot continue our conversation anymore.

B: I have them; however, Miss Su, are you a virgin? If I don’t have any properties now, I might have them a few years later; however, if Miss Su, you are not a virgin, after a few years will you still retain your honour?

G: In the past, I was.

B: Then what if I tell you, I once had a property and vehicle; but, I lost them all in a business venture. I don’t have anything now. Would you still be with me, striving together for a better life (getting a house and car)?

G: Since you don’t have any house or car now, only a fool is willing to marry you.

B: That’s right. Whether you were a virgin before, it doesn’t concern me.

G: If you love me, you will love me for who I am and not that barrier.

B: If you love me, you should also love me for who I am and not my property or car.

G: Are you a virgin?

B: I am not.

G: Then why do you insist on me being a virgin?

B: Do you have any property or vehicle?

G: No, I don’t.

B: Then why do you insist on me having property and vehicle?

G: That’s because you are a man. Man and woman are different. You are a man; hence, you ought to have property and vehicle.

B: Man and woman are different, huh? That is to say that even though I’m not a virgin, you ought to be, correct?

G: Mr Du, I think we cannot continue this conversation anymore. I have to go now. Goodbye.

B: Goodbye. God bless you!

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Harsh reality, no doubt… Although it looks like the girl deserves it; but, somehow, it still triggers the idea of men always getting most of the advantages. Or is it really the girl’s fault for making the first pitch? A thought to note…

Imperfection rocks~~~

Although I already know that fact by heart, I realize it deep in heart with a small and yet simple matter: buying a purse.

1st time i bought the purse, I chose a cloth type (they claimed it is the same water proof cloth as the one that people make umbrella out of) which has some cute pictures on it. It has two zippers, which is ideal as I want it to be as flat as possible as it would not attract much attention; however, soon, it became dirty. That was when I figure out that umbrella cloth does not quite suit my needs.

2nd time, I thought of getting one that would not become dirty so easily. I managed to buy the one I want, but there was another flaw. It has only one zipper which separates itself into three within. Yes, it could not be dirty so easily, but it looks very bulky…

3rd time (currently), I bought the third one. It is not really the cloth type and it has two zippers. Should be fine. Only when I returned home, I found out the rope is too small to have my hand in…

So, thus far, I learnt that:

1. Two zipper purse makes it flatter looking

2. Buy purse with the suitable cloth

3. Test the rope before purchasing

If I bought the perfect one right from the start, most probably I would not figure all those three out; hence, imperfection still rocks!! Oh yeah!!!! (~^O^~)

It is okay perhaps to recall some memories??

It has been 1 year plus since the demise of my mother. though my dad did not mentioned about her more than beforehand, i am actually glad that mom still has some traits for us to remember…

At times, we might think she was a difficult person to live with… Perhaps the most mind-boggling person in the world. There were times that we would eat-out and she would not go out. That is fine. We asked her whether she wants anything and she said no; however, when coming back, she would complained that we bought nothing for her. And when we do, she said “why did you buy for me?” Yes, she was that kind of person.

Living with her is like heaven and hell combined together. If you learn of the right ways, you will survive. I am the fortunate one. Anyhow, I am still grateful that she left us with memories to remember her. It should sustain us for several years…

Mom, wherever you are now, I hope you are happy.