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meet the predator
call me jenie
born on 02/20/83 after my Dad & Mom drank beer and ate balut 9 months before
lives in Singapore, but always a Pinoy at heart
works as an advertising copywriter, but hates proofreading her blog entries
loves true friends, fake DVD's, alternative music, alcohol, sarcasm, boxing, hatha yoga, and House (the TV series,not the music genre)
loathes indifference, power trippers, narcissists, giant egos and bad breath
tries to live by the quote "Postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing." by Anais Nin
stripper = 45-minute fight
I can't believe we fought because I'm going to see a stripper for the first time in a party tonight. Haay.
Am I being such a devious girlfriend or is he being to uptight sometimes? I don't know. It's not like I'm going to doing anything with that macho dancer. I mean, it's just for fun, right? Look but no touch, as they say. I just don't want so much rules put in a relationship. She can go to a girlie bar if he wants to. But he says he doesn't because he IS in a relationship. Oh come on. I'd even go and watch with him if he wants to.
Anyway, we're quite okay now. Although I feel like he's just patiently tolerating my stubborn ways. Oh well. It sucks when we're really just in two different places sometimes. It makes me feel like such a rebel. I don't know if I should I be more behaved or should he just loosen up? Is it him who doesn't accept me for who I am, or am I the one who doesn't accept him? I really don't know. I guess we should meet halfway to get rid of all this drama. :S
6:57 PM
Friday, June 30, 2006
