I see it all now that you’re gone
Don’t you think I was too young
To be messed with
The girl in the dress
Cried the whole way home
I should have known

Well maybe it’s me
And my blind optimism to blame
Maybe its you and your sick need
To give love then take it away
And I look back in regret
How I ignored when they said
“Run as fast as you can.”

I see it all now it was wrong
Don’t you think I was too young
To be played by your dark twisted games
I should have known

You are an expert at sorry
And keeping lines blurry
And never impressed by me
Acing your tests

But I took your matches
Before fire could catch me
So don’t look now
I’m shining like fireworks
Over your sad empty town

I see it all now it was wrong
Don’t you think I was too young
To be played by your dark twisted games

I should have known

No idea whether he’s the one searching for his own name. I think there’s a possibility. Hah. However I believe there must be others searching for his name on the web and stumbled onto this blog. Usually I’d simply shrug it off because they have always been the same old boring searches like these:

However, something caught my attention recently:

‘ang choo wee molest’

I wonder who actually searched for that!

Himself? Another guy? A girl he tried to be touchy with?!

Could it be another ang choo wee? Must suck to have the same name as him huh.

I don’t know man. What say you?

He said, “… my headhunter asked me, hey, why is there a funny blog writing about you? It would be good if you can get my name removed because you know, it’s gonna go into my…”

I don’t think I need to elaborate.

So… Mr Ang Choo Wee. All those messages about wanting to be friends again is so you can get what you want? To get your name removed from this funny blog? Hah.

What are you so concerned about? Will getting your name removed make such a big difference? Was there anything you wanna hide from the public in my previous post?

You should have known better Mr. Ang Choo Wee. For someone working in the digital media industry and supposedly have good knowledge in the social media, I laugh at your ignorance.

You are the one convincing your clients to “go digital”.

You should know that the Internet is one huge dangerous playground.

You should know you are easily searchable on the Internet.

You should know what blogs can do.

One entry can make or break you.

Perhaps, a piece of advice for you: stop dating ladies who write a blog. Oh wait… that’s not a good enough advice. Given what you have done to me, any lady out there who gets the same treatment from you would become a virgin blogger just to “write” about you.

How about this: Don’t commit any dirty acts that allow your dirty laundry to be aired in public.

Oh yes, stop calling me using your mobile phone during work. Your clients must have a hard time reaching you considering I’m getting calls from you all day long, non-stop. I have over 200 missed calls from you each day, if you didn’t realise how persistant you are.

Oh, and don’t even try calling with the office phone too, even at 10:24PM. Don’t pretend you’re so hardworking working overtime in office when what you did was to call me using the office line. Don’t think I’m so naive to pick up your call when I see a number that is not your mobile’s. There is such a website called the yellowpages.com.sg. That phone number is listed under atomz i! pte ltd/carbon interactive. And wow yes sneaky you, that’s definitely you calling. AGAIN!

Looks like although you’re in the digital media industry, you still ain’t that Internet savvy.

To anyone who Googled Ang Choo Wee and came to this blog, congratulations. You still have a chance to save yourself.

If you think everything looks fine and dandy with him, it is merely on the outside.

What I can tell you now is:

Get to the truth, because things are rarely simple and the truth is not always apparent.

It won’t be easy though. I’m sure he’s already working on damage control right now.

Have fun with the detective work.

I would appreciate it if none of you asks me about him, and I don’t want you asking any questions about what caused the closure.

I don’t want to talk about it.

I believe those closer to me and my brother have heard enough stories. You can pass them on to your friends and friends of friends, I don’t care, but I don’t want to directly hear about anything related to him anymore.

To Mr. Ang Choo Wee, I’d gladly let you claim credit for, I quote your exact words, “being the most sucky boyfriend ever”, but I won’t, because you’re much worse than that. Heck, even that above sentence is a sore understatement.

But I must thank you though, for taking me away and letting me experience so much emotions I never thought I could feel, and letting me learn my lessons the bloody hard way through all your harsh words, violent outbursts and constant criticisms.

It was because of you, I finally know what I truly want, what I truly took for granted in the past, how foolish I was to give up something so beautiful for you, and what real love is all about.

Love should never be a currency. Love is not a bargaining chip.

We are measured by the things we have learnt to love, not by quarrels won.

I thought we met in a staged fairytale, I thought what we had was a dream come true, I thought it was love. Apparently not.

Now that we’ve come to this, there are some things I want to say, so I will be brave.

I thought you were what I wanted and I gave what I gave.

I’m not sorry it’s always never enough.

I’m not sorry I met you.

I’m not sorry it’s over.

I’m not sorry there’s nothing to save.

***

I’ll see you guys at my new place.

I looked at the groom’s name and my immediate reaction was, what?! Him?!

‘Cos I’ve always known him as a player. No way he’s gonna get married at such a young age.

My brother nodded his head and said, yea lor, he got the girl pregnant. Dumped all his savings into Hyatt Hotel for the wedding banquet.

All I could say was, well at least he’s responsible enough to marry her, and at least he shows that he love her enough to bust his savings on the wedding dinner.

No matter what, I wish them all the best.

Afterall, it’s not an easy decision to make, and even harder to find a guy who is willing to take the bullet on like a man.

I’ve seen enough “men” who can be utterly irresponsible. They’ll portray themselves to be the perfect gentleman – sleek, smooth, bold, daring, and give promises like, “I am prepared. I will be there for you”.

But when shit hits the fan, what happens?

They dodge the issue altogether.

They act blur, happily get on with their life, pretend nothing ever happened, eat, drink, be merry, get it on with other girls, and I quote, “dodge a freaking air strike” thinking karma won’t come looking for them in the near future.

Be careful, for one day you might just wake up to a brand new, impotent, you.

Dial **61*1389*11*30#

Press send.

DONE. It works!

Now the incoming call duration should be about 30 seconds. Heh heh.

My family and friends always accuse me of hanging up on them but it’s really not me!

I don’t know what’s up with Singtel cutting my callers off so quickly, but yea, I’m sick of explaining to people who half-heartedly believe me that it’s Singtel that cuts them off. They always think I’m spinning a story to con them. Duh…

Anyway. If you have the same bloody problem as me, just do the above. =)))

YEAY!!! ^-^

I know I know, don’t need to thank me. Kekekeke. *giggles*