Ok, let me break my silence, seeing a few Singaporean men want
to be friendly.
First of all, I had problems with my education. I got an "A1"
for "O" level pure chemistry and a "B4" for "O" levels. Then I had
problem at the sociology department where I wrote an arguably
decent essay and got a "C".
However, worse of all, I had problems with jobs. Employers made
petty excuses to sack me. Mr Christian Huber, if you want to know,
I was the only who got you the "Money" page at "The Straits Times"
with just one phone call. Yet, my employer called me slow and
sacked me.
Nowadays with tuition, I cannot teach girls and I also worry for
the country's future as honestly, some kids are REALLY insane.
In general, the elderly and seniors in Singapore seem to
disapprove of me, maybe because some of my family members are
bankers and in the government sector.
SOMEBODY in Singapore also fed me SOMETHING and I ended up in a
coma and woke up in hospital. THAT PERSON must not only be rich but
have a certain position to access such a drug.
Then I wake up from my coma and it is said I have an
illness.
Well, I read up on that illness and it doesn't come with a
coma. I can also still dance difficult moves perfectly while that
illness is supposed to come up coordination problems. I still meet
up with my friends. I am also supposed to have difficulty sleeping
but guess what, I sleep 12 hours per day!
Increasingly my family members are all plagued with illness one
by one. I am also lonely and want a man.
I ever met a guy I like at a wedding dinner but he seemed rich
(will his parents dis-inherit him if he marries me), and in
addition, I kinda knew the company he was working for was and is in
trouble.
I am NOT healthy and don't think I can satisfy a guy in sex, and
nor am able to produce a healthy baby plus I seem to be
discriminated against working in Singapore and Singapore females
all seem to dislike me anyway. In addition, two of our family
businesses got sabotaged
I like him anyway.
However, I keep on working in other areas like research but the
ang mohs insist a lot of positions in this area are voluntary so in
the end, I am in a voluntary position.
But I keep on working, and thinking of him, because I am lonely
anyway, and my "job" seems rather important.
Well, I can only appeal to the elders through these two points I
hope-
The story goes that my parternal great-uncle was one of the men
who fought at Bukit Timah hill against the Japanese during World
War 11.
Well, if this story, I am not sure, is not true, AT LEAST my
parternal grandfather's photograph is featured in the building of
the Fuchow Clan Association, so he MUST have done something!
Meanwhile, I have no $$$ and all my $$ are paying for medical
bills and I have a bit of memory problem which means I cannot
really perform in an office job and I am also still "working".
This is my story.
