Monday, September 04, 2006
If only guys were as direct as a signpost.
Then I would not be going through so much trouble.
If only guys were as straight as rebonded hair
Then I would not wasted my time.
If only guys were as handsome as the world's most handsome guy
Then I would not be so confused.
If guys were as devoted as flys that stick to the dustbin
Then I would not be wandering.
If guys were as courageous as the crocodile hunter
Then I would not be playing the guessing game
If guys were as sensitive as paranoid women
Then I would not be typing this.
Sometimes I just cant fanthom guys. I am glad I am not one of them. My ice kachang has melted. Beansprout princess where are you? Death, thou shall die.