Some men can just kiss my arse.

Okay, imagine this. In the beginning, you know a girl called Aizhen via WhoLivesNearYou.com. A few days later you receive a message on Facebook from a guy with no display picture, asking to be friends with you. As per usual, you ignore it.

One day, she introduced you to a guy, saying that he needs a model for his car's photoshoot. Thus you know the guy on 11th August 2008. You speak to him in MSN and he generously offered to loan you his laptop by arranging to meet on 12th August 2008. You exchange contacts and SMSes.

You two meet up for a couple of times, and you notice that the guy has an obvious liking towards you. You keep mum because you don't feel anything towards guy at all, but wish to still have him as a friend.

Guy asks you to be the model for his WRX which will be featured in Hot Stuff magazine. You agree. Guy informs dresscode of spaghetti/bikini top with skirt or shorts, and said that you would need to submit a photo for the editors to look through beforehand. You wavered. Eventually life caught up and you got too busy to do so, and conclude that you would skip this opportunity.

One day, as you messed about with guy's laptop, you realise the computer name was QuinSeng. It looks familiar and you realise its the same name as the account that Aizhen used to message you on WhoLivesNearYou. Composedly, you enquire with guy on the coincidence. Guy explained he loaned the account to the girl to use. By then, girl has stopped messaging you.

One day, guy starts rattling about his feelings to you, over in MSN. Before you get a word in, guy starts saying "I like you very much... *Hesitates* But I know you will never like me :) So its okay, hush. You don't have to say anything." *Rattles on and on.*

Conversation gets dominated of him making an ass out of u and me and you get pissed off. You chastise the guy, and guy gets frightened off. A week or so later, guy starts bugging for laptop back. You eventually backed up your stuff and complied.

3 days after retrieving his laptop, guy messages you on MSN and ask to be real friends as if he did not disappear off the face of the earth, only returning at times to bug for laptop. You consent, but asked guy to clear up some doubts, because you've come to realise that the anonymous person who asked to be friends on Facebook, was actually THE guy. HE MESSAGED YOU 4 DAYS BEFORE YOU SPOKE TO HIM, WHICH WAS AROUND THE SAME TIME THAT AIZHEN GOT YOUR MSN EMAIL.

Guy admits to sending the message, but INSISTS that he messaged you on the day he knew you, even though the message is still in your Facebook account. He later on claims that his Facebook's Sent Messages is emptied and he couldn't remember what he sent you.

Too many questions raised that were never really dealt with. Guy accuses you of shooting him like a criminal when guy was the one unable to give you any explanation. On suspicions that the Hot Stuff magazine shoot was a hoax (which is perfectly reasonable), you ask for the contacts of the editor/staff from Hot Stuff magazine, guy was only able to provide you with an GMAIL address.

Guy gets frustrated over not being able to answer your question, or even dare to admit to doing anything, and eventually tell you that he don't think you two can be friends and says he doesn't need your view.


YOU KNOW WHAT, MR BERNARD POON QUINSENG? I NO LONGER NEED AN EXPLANATION FROM YOU, YOU CREEP.

The law might say, "INNOCENT UNTIL PROVEN OTHERWISE", but your actions so far have deemed you as a creepy schizo/psychopath until proven innocent.

Screw you, Bernard. And not in the good way you would have wanted from me.



I'd much rather spend the time googling or daydreaming about D. Much better time spent than on the likes of YOU. ARGH.