materialistic vs. the simplistic details of life

his mum gave me a box of agar-agar jelly last nite to bring home. it was delicious. my parents are addicted to it, stuffing themselves with the whole box of mango-yam flavoured jelly currently, whilst entertaining themselves with the usual cantonese drama serials on DVDs that they both watched together every night.

sometimes i envy how close and inseperable they are, for 24 years of marriage - theirs was one that lasted, almost as stable as any happy ever after princess' tale.

they think that the box of jelly was one that i bought - a white lie on my behalf. things are never as easy as they may seemingly be.

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most people who genuinely just hate the guts out of me can probably always stop short of decidingly mentioning that missy me be that of the materialistic and money-chasing bitchy kind. they enjoy critically defaming me in that light, adding that i chase guys who have the cash and the car - a comfort life that i choose?

i so beg to differ. there may be a line of well-bred bachelors and also those of the ill-bred ah beng types who tries quite hard to achieve my attention and fanciness for me to fall for them, but i can confidently put across that every one of such desperate souls have failed in many attempts. quite miserably.

because deep down inside, there will always be the One that i love. how much money nor looks nor fame can alter my heart and the direction it leans towards. he doesn't have much of any of the worldly stuffs - car, money to splurge, a house etc.

so a justifiable correction here: i am not a money-chaser. my love for him is purely for his well-being - loving the inner him.

continuing from the line of suitors who have failed...from the point of rejection there will be the beginning of the phase which i term - revengeful retaliation. i'm so used to being intentionally provoked right in my face, it sometimes causes me a slight grin or an amusement feeling arising my guts.

they can't get u so try to trash your reputation so that others won't have a gd impression of u. spiteful.

its probably a cause for rejoicing then, since i see these insults as insignificant and cruel by the way it is so dubiously and profoundly put across. direct.

because all parents would all so often reprimand their offsprings of having no taste - "u better open your eyes and better choose a capable husband, got car, got money, can give u a comfortable life". which parents doesn't want the best for their kids?

so if any vivid mentioning of a materialistic girl ("eh do u know this who n who... money face leh!!! only choose those who got money and looks") that happens to come across my ears (besides the point: i'm differing from those who sleeps around to swim in money, that is a totally different subject altogether) i'll begin my attempts to scrutinize how gossipy and bitchy , these people who find satisfaction in labelling such characters, are.

for all my money's worth, if they can't get the attention from successful bachelors, then all they can do is cheap-talk. these were the real pathetic losers.

at 20 and growing up rather quickly, learning that things will not exactly be what they are, in reality, from the words of others - mere rumours, i trust only myself to judge and comprehend each indivudual as they come about my life.

backstabbers will never exist if not for one of the seven sins - envy and jealousy.