Today i,m gonna blog about generic things.
Things which people may classify under the term, General.
But as i go along, both you and me, may find out that these things really aren't generic in nature after all.
So much for General Paper huh.

A few of you may know, and most of you dont know, that i,ve been living at my Godmother's house for the past week. Its ridiculously near school, (10mins away meaning i wake up at 700am every single day and still arrive at 7.25) and its luxurious.

For those of you who don't know, (that means many of you), my godmother is a multimillionaire who owns a jewellry line catering to elites (meaning one piece of jewellry may cost you a few tens of thousands). While my 3 room flat in joo chiat pales in comparison to any single one of her 5 houses in Singapore, i,ve been living at her permanent resident, my second home.
Usually, i stay there often but i inhabit my cousin's room.
This time, before going on a holiday to Switzerland she invited me to stay in her room which is simply luxurious. (Think hotel suite)
Therefore, i,ve been feeling like a rich boy. Makes me want to act more cultured.

Period.
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The next non generic issue i would like to talk about, may seem pretty general. After all, what i would like to talk about is the female gender.

Women.

What are women really. Are they just men with a different set of reproductive organs? Or maybe its men, which are actually women with different genitilia.
Do men and women think alike?
Some may say yes, i mean after all, we both have brains and we take-up similar academic paths.
But science says no because of the X and Y chromosomes (you realize that i don't know shit about X or Y chromosomes. I dont even know which belong to men and which to women. Someone enlighten me on my tagboard thanks.)

Well, i,m here not to talk about women in this sense but rather, the women in my life.
I,ve grown to love and hate women.
They make you feel so good but make you feel so bad.
This isn't just limited to your mid-teen BGR crisis (Dear pwease forgive me i still lubb you muacks)
Your mom, your wife and daughter (for older readers), your teacher, your aunt, yourself (for the the majority of the readers)
Admit it, Women are tough stuff.
But recently, i,ve been very thankful of the women around me. Much more so than the men.
My Godma. My dear FEMALE friends(Ya annabelle if you're reading this, ur included in here. You too ivan.), Sydney (srsly, what would i do w/o her help), Ms Teo (not mr rajoo), etc. etc.

Women are bitches. Srsly.
But i still love them.

You know what, i,m tired. I wanted to blog about Choice, Salmon and High School Musical but i,ll leave that to some other time.
kk bye.