O well, the "friend" I mentioned in my Mutated Universe entry could of coz never get a hand to my blog. I just copy & paste the entry to him. U know what he said - wow, funny story. HUH?! FUNNY...storyyyyyy....??? IT"S NOT A FUCKING STORY. IT"S A WAY OF THINKING.
No wonder I never got the feeling I should let him read here. I dont even want him to be somehow enlightened by my words. To me, it's more insult telling me this, than telling me I look like a man, or call me Mr Birdie. (seriously, when I had short hair, I constantly got mistaken). hehe.
Then, next, I got really turned off if someone called me a princess, which seriously I never had this gene. And fortunately, never been called as well. (I would seriously get mad - U really dont want me to be mad). However, one strange thing is I always got various princesses around me - I am not YOUR boyfriend, STAY AWAY FROM ME. Dont princess on me, plz, women! I tell you the age range sfrom 10 to 60 - yes, ie the range I encounter. But I cant blame them too, they just got it in them......
O well......now, this is a reflection, not a story. My dreams are a story. My detailed description of a day could be a story. This is ALSO not a story.
Sorry, abit frust........
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