Mission Impossible

i've received one of the most absurd and outrageous demand ever demanded of me in my life. even the seemingly impossible and outrageous demands (both mentally and physically) that the army sometimes imposes on me pales in comparison to this. it's not impossible. it's simply not possible.

The task at hand:
to return a Polar Bear (pb for short) to it's owner (my ex girlfriend the big C for short). a short history lesson before i proceed. according to the BIG C. this pb was given to me after it was given to her for being the player of the tournament in some netball competition. so as a declaration of her love, she decided to give it to me. fine, nice and simple. but it was given some 6 yrs ago... come on... AND IT'S A small PB!!! it's not exactly the biggest prize in my possession. to make things worst, I HAVE NO RECOLLECTION OF EVERY RECEIVING SUCH A THING. and having such a demand made on u right after u have just finished renovating ur house just makes things worst.deep down in my gut i think she somehow misplaced it and cant find it. but being the prideful woman that she is, she simply cannot accept the fact that she lost it. and me fitting so nicely into the time frame when she won the prize just happens to be the perfect scapegoat for her. a segment of the argument we had,

adrian says，"are u sure u gave it to me cause i dun think u did." the big c,"if u lost it i swear i'll hate u for life". adrian,"i'm not saying i lost it but are u sure u gave me to me. maybe u misplaced it or something cause i really dun remember u giving it to me.". the big c,"OF COURSEI GAVE IT TO U DUMBASS, WHO ELSE COULD I HAVE GIVEN IT TO! U BETTER FIND IT, OR ELSE!"

notice that nowhere in this short but fiery conversation does she even acknowledge the possibility that she DID NOT GIVE IT TO ME IN THE BLOODY 1ST PLACE. and all the while she just zooms in on the kill insisiting that i have it, leaving me no other way. like a shark on the scent of blood she moves in. Swift and Decisive, The Big C. how unreasonable can women get. it's unbelivable. simply astounding. to all the women reading this it is NOT JUST INTENDED TO BE a sweeping statement. it is a sweeping statement. so now, what are u gonna do? bite me? just try. i bite back.

now i'm being forced to find a gift i dun remember receiving. in a house that has just undergone renovation = everything's in a mess and all my stuff is a)packed in boxes b)thrown away. looking for something i that is 6yrs old. but all in all i have 2 things to say before the axe man comes to take my head off. 1, dun give anyone anything if u intend to get it back sometime later on in ur "insignificant life" quote unquote. 2, and if u just happened to make that mistake, suck it in and take it like a man. or a grown woman. but please fucking take it.

if nothing new is ever posted on this blog, u guys ought to know the reason and pray for my innocent soul that has passed onto a better life.

CHEERS!
ADRIAN ONG, an officer, a scholar a gentleman (in death).