You know the one about scornful women?

Don’t underestimate how destructive women can get, especially when in the faces of lowlifes in the form of men.

And trust me, all of us have it within us. I am loving the little monster side of me.

Wifey shared this with me, maybe in an attempt to wake a very stoned and sleepy me up.

2 hours per day sleeping pattern is not healthy.

Anyway.

Chinese mistress contest takes tragic turn

• Story Highlights
• Married businessman, hit by economic downturn, decides to keep only one mistress
• Man stages private talent contest without telling mistresses his intention
• First woman to be knocked out drove car over cliff with lover, other mistresses, inside

BEIJING, China (CNN) — A married Chinese businessman who could no longer afford five mistresses held a competition to decide which one to keep.

But the contest took a fatal turn when one of the women, eliminated for her looks, drove the man and the four other competitors off a cliff, Chinese media reported.

The spurned mistress died and the other passengers were injured, the reports said.

Police initially thought the car had plummeted off a mountain road in eastern China on December 6 by accident. Then they learned of the contest through a letter the dead woman had left behind, the Shanghai Daily newspaper said.

The 29-year-old woman, identified only as Yu, was a waitress when she met the businessman at a restaurant in the coastal city of Qingdao in 2000.

At the time, the businessman, identified only by his last name — Fan — was married and had four other mistresses, according to the Peninsula Metropolis Daily newspaper in Qingdao.

The women knew of one another, but none elected to break up with the man and give up their rent-free apartment and a 5,000 yuan ($730) monthly allowance, the reports said.

When the economy soured, the businessman apparently decided to let go of all but one mistress.

He staged a private talent show in May, without telling the women his intentions. An instructor from a local modeling agency judged the women on the way they looked, how they sang and how much alcohol they could hold, the Shanghai Daily said.

The judge knocked out Yu in the first round of the competition based on her looks. Angry, she decided to exact revenge by telling her lover and the four other women to accompany her on a sightseeing trip before she returned to her home province, the media reports said.

It was during the trip that Yu reportedly drove the car off the cliff.

Fan shut down his company after the crash and paid Yu’s parents 580,000 yuan ($84,744) as compensation for her death.

The four other women left him, as did his wife when she learned of the affairs.

Laughs.

Wifey was saying I sure cannot make it through the drinking round.

In the first place, I think I wouldn’t have made it through the 1st round.

Strangely, I actually thought the guy is one with a wee bit of conscience. I mean, seriously, would you have bothered?

Especially these days, to people, it is all about self-preservation and everyone is willing to sacrifice someone else along the way.

And then I pitied the stupidity of the woman. It is not that I am gloating over someone’s death, but she should have just brought the whole car along with her. It is not worth sacrificing herself. Or she should have made sure the man went down together with her or something. But that he would have gotten away too easily.

And I can’t believe he can juggle so many women and the wife still didn’t know!

Gee! Amazing! This wife needs to be more intuned with her intuition, I say.

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Oh yesterday in desperation, we kinda invented 2-person mahjong.

And boy, what a night it was, though it was a 3 way mahjong, it was a 4(or 6)-way conversation that dominated the evening.

Quite scary you know? As usual, I was the utter loser. 3-way or 4-way, I have no luck.

Whoever who started the theory unlucky in love lucky in mahjong needs to get her theory proven

And it was the first time I saw wifey so upset, and that she almost cried. I am sorry, yet… you know lah, I am not good with mushy words.

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You know ah, my words damn jinx one you know? Just when did I mention I needed to cry uncontrollably again?

I wanted to but I didn’t. I wanted to but I couldn’t.

Then! It suddenly hit me out of nowhere can?

Like in the train this morning when… I had wanted to take a cab instead. I should have, cos before the train reached the next stop, I was biting on my lips hard to curb an unfamiliar sense of emotions long… not felt.

Strange.

By the time I sat down in front of my workstation, a colleague spoke to me, and I delayed in reply cos it felt as if the moment I open my mouth, I would just.. break down.

Then the moment she walked away… “it was just emotions taken me over…”

Fuck. Then the sneaky streaks came down. Then ended up I had to tarik somemore after sniffing into the tissue.

A colleague asked me to join her for a break, and before I knew it, I was tearing as I walked out of the office, and I think I traumatised her with the sudden outburst which just couldn’t be stopped.

Gee, I need more time for my 3 events this weekend.

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I think I should start exercising soon. I think auntiedom had cursed me with saggy flat boobs, cushy tummy, sallow skin. I am no longer 25, I wasn’t born with good looks, and I am a mother of one.

I miss the bodyaches of extreme physical activities that envelopes me when I push my body’s threshold.

I miss that pain.

And the over-exertion had made me feel as if I had ran a few marathons at one go.

I need to train up the strength so I could be stronger, and who knows, one day I might learn how to throw a proper punch. Works well when you meet a pervert or pyscho you know?

And gee, this pain is almost too distant but yet so familiar to be recognised.

Strangely the pain doesn’t come in until couple of days later or something. The nagging pains in the left hand actually feels quite good.

And gee, it is such a hot day out there.

And man, I am becoming incoherant.