11/03/01

Came back from seeing “The One.”

I think that my ex-boyfriend Jet Li needs me to tutor him in English. The fighting sequences were decent but I dont’ think they really displayed his skills to the calibur that he’s capable of. And yeah, x-boyfriend, um.. yeah, just like a girl to be so fickle like that.

In other news.
Santa Claus is my bitch. It’s pretty close to being official. Training today was a pain. Gah.

And.
Some girl just ripped me another asshole. Like I needed that.

*sigh*

Which just reminds me of why I have so few women friends. I’m just not… well.. I’m not good at being as delicate with other people’s emotions as I am at being honest. I prefer conveying honesty over delicacy 99 times out of 100. And that’s where I fail to exhibit honest logic on myself.Because frankly it’s despicable truism but women rather enjoy being lied to. Or to clarify, being told things that they want to believe but know aren’t true. Answers to stupid things such as

“Does this make me look fat?”
(the pants are so wide and tight I can map dolphin migration patterns on them)
“Do you really like my boyfriend?”
(the one that has melted your capability of having an independent opinion)
“Do you think he’ll call me back?”
(after you ran over his cat and accidentally threw out his 1972 baseball card collection)

Frankly, women can be stupid. I know, I’m one too.

Which is why I get new assholes ripped into me every few weeks by female friends that I thought were reasonable or close enough to accept me honestly, but can’t handle the truth when it is not pretty and tied in a charmeuse bow.

Min Jung