just minishorts.

Gone With The Wind will always be my favourite-st romance movie of all time. Nice dresses and amazing backdrops aside, I just LOVE LOVE LOVE Scarlett O'Hara, great Southern Dame with that impeccable accent, and of course. Rhett Butler.

Ravishing Rhett.

For a show that is over half a century old (made in 1939, mind you), the script, the characters, the themes, the setting, make the perfect combination to tell you about RELATIONSHIPS at their worst, and at their best. Strip away the extravagances, and you'll be left with Scarlett, a woman who thinks too highly of herself, and Rhett, a man who so deeply in love he'll do anything for her.

Except of course, there is a threshold. It comes right at the end, 'Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.'

SO HERE I AM, apologizing for sparking this off. I mean, I expected some fun things lah, but oh well. Halfway through yesterday I found bawang merah's dejected post I almost chuckled. But I stopped short.

I'm sure the women were exagerrating . I mean, what to do-lah, who asked the guys to be so demanding in the first place? So I bet, the girls all went, 'Kantoi kasi dia.'

Forgive the language please.

What can I say? All's fair in love and war. You play too hard, you get slapped hard. You know what?

You so picky, GO lah single for life. Choose choose choose. You think you very good ah? Don't want don't want lah. I don't care also.

That's a line for BOTH sexes to think about.

And you know the other day the BF was talking about women, men and relationship and he came up with this, 'You know the urge to get married occurs more in women. Men? We don't really care. Don't marry only mah. Save money.'

See my stupid BF go and say things like that.

Anyway, he has a point OK. Except, it runs the same for women. Nowadays, you think we give a flying fuck about being lonely or not? No marry only mah. Save the trouble. No need to have children, no headache. Just care about myself cukup.

Point is. Love is a two-way thing, and it never was about yourself. Except, the acknowledgement of this fact almost always fades away by the time you're settled down in the relationship. You lose that first cha-cha-cha moment and then you start to think, 'I still love her/him meh?'

But mind you, I can tell you this: Men are MORE MORE MORE picky than women. I still stand by that.

I'll probably change that opinion the moment I get married.