Auggest 15th, 1945. The gloriest japanese empire surrender under the vagarious power of the other allied countries.
Auggest 15th, 2008. The brave clever young man barbara quit his monstrous job under the power of the other local homosexual reality.
Banzai“`Banzai“`Banzai“““
Hate to travel with boss, feels random, but i always do so, ‘coz i’ ve got nothing to do with the realistic life. Current situation always makes feel like to quit this buffon job, but somehow i’ve got no other plans.
Hate ecnomic class, hate the flight attendant late for my call, hate the stink random indonesian guy who’s sitting beside me, hate the ugly looking male air security, hate the satuation that i have to take care of the boss all the time because he doesn’t speak any english, hate the incredible exchanging rate of the Rps currency, hate singapore airport doesn’t have a smoking room, hate the boss when he sleeps he grunts, hate the guide speaking like a retard, hate the air pressure made my ears hurts, hate the waiters always waitting for a big tip, hate these same looking streets always make me get lost, hate the cashier in the convenient store rise the price of tobacco only because i looked like a japanese, hate the singer’s singing some traditional folk shit in the restaurant, hate other members of the group ask me extramely stupid questions, hate myself have to pretend to be really professional all day, hate the delivery of goods are always been delayed, hate the engineer showing off on his bollocks advantages, hate i have to take all those big heavy stupid baggages, hate the officer at the custom check point asking for some rake-off, hate the only one beautiful girl these days she got engaged, hate the hairy driver always being late, hate myself have to go take a shower after the chairman, hate the food makes me wanna throw up, hate the dealer treat me like treating a typical chinese idiot, hate the television dosen’t have a porno channel, hate the music on the coach doesn’t rock, hate the policeman doesn’t speak any english, hate the customer doesn’t understand my type of humor, hate the internet so slow, hate the plug-in sets are different, hate the spare time i got always not enough to do anything i like to,
I mean, fuck this job, this type of life sucks,..
I mean, Fuck,,, i’m so tired, physically and psychologically, i miss my buddies in china, i wanna eat big meat, drink big bottle of alcohol, get big DTM, and strike on big new birds.
But now, i gonna go and find some underwear AD posts and masturbate, that would make me sleep better.
Gotta go!~~~
不大清楚她究竟是怎么想的。由於一直在外，最近幾天沒有查看郵箱，終於在昨天晚上看到她的回信。不過讀過之後，越發想要了解女人究竟是什麽思維，真是猜不透啊。其來信內容簡短如下：
Fri, 27 Jun 2008 22:08:04 +0800 (CST) 收入郵箱。
下為正文：
“你好!
我不会像你那样会说话且幽默,我唯一能说的就是”谢谢”!
也愿你天天开心!”
還是沒有署名。
我和DUNFIELD討論如何解決，他的意見說最好先沉默一段時間，料想看到此等回信的任何一個男人都無法確定要用什麽態度去對待這個女子，只能等到有感覺的時候再說。
我同意他的看法，我們一起喝剩下的西瓜汁，我選擇沉默。
由於委實不知她復信的主體思想和實際含義是什麽，我決定給她寫第二封信。
於是用中文寫了，發了電郵給她。內容如下：
“
Wed, 25 Jun 2008 22:52:06 +0800 (CST)
以上這個時間，她給我了回覆郵件。看了她的信，有若雲裡霧裡，不知道哪位天使大姐能夠告訴我具體的含義和內容中所表明的態度。以下是她的來信內容：
“你好!
虽然我知道你是谁,但看到纸条时真的很惊讶!你的字写得很漂亮哟!
真的非常感谢,觉得自己还有点价值,还有值得关注的地方,很感动,很开心!
而且发觉自己不懂的太多,需要学习的更多.需要改变的最多!”
—沒有署名。我至今不知她的中文名字是什麽。
(Later in the afternoon,reaching evening, at evan’s office,employees are all gone,no body out there except me and him.)
“Hey mate, i always wanted to do one thing here, almost to do it today.”
“What’s that?” Evan keep working on his laptop.
“I don’t know how to handle that, but i guess something like unburden the sound from my heart or something.”
“To who the fuck? You fucking crazy cunt! Don’t do this freakish random shit.”
“What? You never do this type of shit?”
“Never! Sounds fucking stupid and funny to me…you’re fucking insane,barbara!”
“I always do this shit, to my frist girlfriend and some real girls, i mean like, usually, to real girls this shit working well, with some kinda blood of man, mettle of youth, romance of emotion, affinity of a lovely young boy. You know these stuffs? Evan?”
“Whatever you say.”
So i start to write. After i hesitate for a little while, i start writting in chinese traditional, Evan stop typing and walk over to staring at me.
“Phyllis:
I don’t know since when and whatsoever i just like you a lot. Don’t really know in which way i should express my feeling. I don’t easily get chance to see you, but everytime i meet you i felt randomly happy myself. I know it is difficult for you to tell who i might be, but i still wish that some day you would figure out who i am, and keep me as a part of precious memory in your head. By the way, you look much beauteous when smiling.
Yours
Mild_Seven1981jp@yahoo.co.jp ”
“That’s fucking so random and fucking childish, what the fuck are you thinking?” Evan start laughing,jumping from the roof to the floor, later put both of his hands on stomach, both feet stamping with louder and louder laughter.
“So what you gonna do with the letter? You seriously gonna send it to her or what?” Evan still laughing while flapping my back.
I punker the paper and write” watch this” on the other side. Put in her drawer and use one of her biscuits to cover it. i spend about 13 minutes to guess what type of reaction when she see this the next day when she get to work. After a few minutes i kinda regret doing that. thought i’d better got it back. But there was some other guys waitting for us. and we are already late for 40 minutes. Then me and Evan rush out.
— — —
(The next day. On the phone.)
“Evan, i’m so so so curious about what her reaction was? Just tell me, fuck! Tell me!”
“I wasn’t there before she came, i didn’t see her face at the moment when she got to read it.”
“What the fuck! Told you to go there early! Now what? Oh,,, ask Eric, he must know some shit about it!
He always be early at work.”
“No, dude, he wasn’t early today, he’s late today also.”
“…”
“Barbara, are you alright? What the fuck? Barbara? Why the fuck you get so serious about this shit?”
“…”
“Well, Barbara, i didn’t know what the early reaction was but—she seemed to be really happy at lunch time.”
“Ohhhhhhhh! Really!!! Oh, fuck, i gotta go check my mail to see if she sent me a letter. Talk to you later, Evan, bye!”
— — —
( Right away, i walk to my computer with a elated heart. )
Login.
Check mail.
There’s no unread mail in my mailbox.
…
Tonight. Sky is black, moon is high.
Good weather for a league action.
Dumfield, Evan and me made Kai’s tall skinny flower looking girlfriend Eva to be the scout.
Scout has speacial capability, and she runs it.
We are now at the rally point, preparing…
Downloading some leading league spirit.
We are on the move, word press, good, press us to go.
He/She presses too much, so we gotta go.
Pray for us, espeacially me and Evan, Kai has tall skinny, Dumfield has short square.
Please make us more hornerable by success this hunting.
Do not make us to waste our scarce bullets and biscuits.
We will reprey for you, almighty, for your comfirmation, we would kill a chiken for you after.
So please get us asses satisfied.
Thank you.
Suddenly, like a girl springing from the night to give pleasure in the most conventional way, the adventure has begun.
Special thanks to Evan for setting up this blog. He is god.
That’s gay. No – this is like “No! – that’s gay.”
This is like – no, I wouldn’t say that, that’s gay.
That’s really gay.
OK OK. What the fuck? Uh, now all my in my head is like I’m thinking about the vering point tomorrow, and we’re going to do some DTM. We’re uh, I gonna explain to every one what’s DTM exactly, but I don’t have this mood right now; I’m tired, I want to sleep. After, always after masturbation. But first I got go back find my favourite porn, that’s it.
Anyway, thanks to Evan still. Although he’s a gay.
我可以写中文吗？
