Warhammer

Let's see... Sunday, 11.40pm.


A couple of days ago...
being the genius that I so clearly
am, I just HAD to check out
her "Friendster" profile.

She had uploaded a few new pics.
And... I totally freaked out.
Mann... guess I must've really fallen for her.
Sheesh.

I didn't sleep at all that night.
In the morning, I got out of the house.
All dressed up, and nowhere to go.
At 8am.
Brilliant, I know...

Just as I was about to reach home
after some aimless wandering,
someone asked me out to lunch.

I was exhausted and depressed.

So ofcourse I said "yes".
Naturally.

Weird thing is, I arrived on time!
Yep.
Me.
Arriving in Orchard Road on time.
Yet another historical moment.

The girl is the friend of a friend...
and by now, I guess you could say we're dating.

Anyway,
when I was first saw her in-person,
I was like "whoa".
Nice, straight hair;
nice face;
nice figure (I couldn't help noticing, dammit!);
and best of all...
no moustache!
I know. I checked.

She talks in a way that
some might call "cute".
I call it "slightly annoying".
The reason there's the "slightly"
there is because she's going out with me.

Well yeah.
Going out.
With a girl. From Singapore.
Incidentally, she wants to be
in a serious relationship...
that would lead to marriage.
Yep. Marriage.


Oh yeah, almost forgot.
She's into games, man!!
A gamer chick!
If that isn't hot, I don't know what is!

Technically, she wants to get married
at around 24.
And she has quite a few suitors.

For that reason,
I'm gonna keep going out with her
until she meets some other guy
and hooks up with him.

What?
She's a Singaporean!
Didn't I tell you I'd
rather DIE than end up with a
girl from Singapore?

So yeah... if things work out
the way I plan,
I'll have someone to hang out with on a regular basis
for a short while...
and when she meets up with
some other guy,
she'll get what she wants.

Either way,
we'll both be happy like chipmunks.
Yep.
Like chipmunks.

Plus, I won't be the bad guy...
because she'll be the one
who's gonna "dump" me.

It's all good.

Well, enough of that