Oh Mon'.

My testicles deserve to be slit open at the scrotum and testicles left to dangle until they slowly let down to the floor and are dragged around when I walk. My penis should also be julienned and fried in 400 degree Celsius oil, then fed to the hippos. Now that's what I deserve, although it didn't happen to me.

For one, I have been spending way too much money. Going out and going out. Eating and playing and eating and playing as though money was free. And tomorrow, I'm going with Kenny and Cassy to spend a hundred bucks at Bugis Village. Goodness. And I still haven't found a way to tell Mom and Dad that I'm staying over at Cassy's. God I'm Fucked. And I have to get a laptop. Goodness.

And second, I've been three timing. Although only Cassy knows this. One Am. One X.H. And One Rain. Stupid question to which I will choose. Question is, which would actually like me? Like any of them know me very well like that. And, this happens not to be a yesterday affair. This has been going on for quite some time.

Now don't I deserve all that was mentioned in the first paragraph?

The sight of maple leaves gradually falling to the ground resemble my thoughts for you.
I light a candle, in hope of warming up the cold of my final autumn.
The horizon brightens,
The winds brush against my face,
My love for you turns into fallen leaves,
But still there’s no way I can see your face again.

The sight of maple leaves gradually falling to the ground resemble my thoughts for you.
Why did I only start trying when winter comes?
My love transcends through time.
Two streaks of tears that source from the end of fall.
Let love seep right into the ground,
All I want is you by my side again. - Chorus of "Feng" - By Jay Chou.