I am totally wasted and therefore, have a brain block!
I have decided to amend my whorish ways ( for awhile,) because here in New York, the rich old men seem to steer clear from me! maybe I need to up my sex appeal and go out without a bra more often! Teehee!!
Some of my readers have come to me for relationship advice, so Dawn wayang now has a "Help me Wayang!" column, Where all you peasants can send in your woes!! Teehee!!
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Dear Wayang,
I have started to date someone. She is however a bumpkin. Let me explain
Windy Chen Ying Ying is the typical HDB heartlander who grew up in a usual kampong household with good diligent, honest parents and a brother who unfortunately were dealt a bad hand by fate. Windy however was blessed - she was born with a good brain. Having scoring a high score for her PSLE, she became a Mensa member and now is a writer with more than 20 000 readers everyday. Windy is witty, holds a good conversation and is very fascinating. I enjoy her company extremely one-on-one.
However, Windy cannot escape her roots. You can take the heartlander out of an HDB but you can't take the HDB out of a heartlander. There will always be a rough edge to her. Although I enjoy her company greatly one-on-one, Windy could not associate well with my friends. She is uncomfortable at our socialite parties, and finds it hard to be herself at our gatherings. Windy speaks with a Singaporean accent with Singlish. She curses and swears every ten minutes or so, It is also apparent that she will never truly get along with my parents.
My parents prefer me to date Dolly Yong, a blue-blood like me. Coming from a wealthy family, Dolly is chic, pretty, has a good sense of fashion (although they are all white, a colour that I despise) and moves in the right circles. She is however quite dense and delirious at times, although her social charm conceals this up adequate enough. Like many affluent kids, she attended NYU and does not need to work. She revels all the time, fly around with friends like her; Jonathan fits my social circle like a wig on my bald head - however whenever I am with her, it all feels rather artificial. I don't find her interesting, being exactly like the girls that always threw themselves at me. What was worse that I suspect she had some surgery done to her face and that there are a lot of nasty rumours circling round the duke board, such as having multiple abortions. I also did not like the fact that she was so chummy with other men.
My aunt Marissa advised me to choose Dolly. She said that it does not matter about the rumours or the surgery. She's pretty and rich, and thus, could fit it in my social circles and that was what truly matters. Aunt Marissa strongly disliked Windy and called her a Chao Ah Huay and a dwarf. Aunt Marissa threatens to ignore me and my parents wants to sever all ties with me if I were to date Dolly.
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