Before I posted my writing,
I would ask my husband to redact the article for me,
in case there is any wrong spelling or mistaken grammar.
I spend two days writing usually, but he takes his time redacting,
I'm tired of waiting, why not just post it?
I'm not a native English speaker, I've never studied here,
there is nothing wrong if I do make mistakes.
(This article contained curse words, reader’s discretion is advised.)
I didn’t know any Taiwanese people during my first year in Edmonton, and the only friends I knew were my husband’s friends, all of them were nice to me, I’m glad to have known them.
The second year in Canada, I randomly knew and met some Taiwanese who live in Edmonton through a Taiwanese-built web site, named “I live in Vancouver”, or my Yahoo blog, I tried to make contact with Taiwanese people in Edmonton, and share our life experiences in another country.
There is quite a big Taiwanese community in Edmonton, but I know very few of them, especially when I profoundly hurt by a Taiwanese girl; I stop trying to make friends with Taiwanese, you never know what kind of people you’re hooking up with, and I seriously don’t want to go through that situation again.
I haven’t met this Taiwanese girl, I knew her was because she left a message on the forum of I live in Vancouver, saying that she had just moved in Edmonton, wanted to meet Taiwanese who live in here, I wrote her few friends' blogs that I knew in Edmonton, included mine. After that, we chatted on MSN messenger for few times, I got to know her by reading her blog mostly. I found that she was an odd girl; she complained about her boyfriend a lot, or used “bitch” to describe her own mother and friends, and posted sexual stories of her and her boyfriend.
I should have stayed out of this, but after reading a long article of complaining about her boyfriend, I left her a message to emphasize that she should be loving herself more than anyone, because relationship could be changing by her boyfriend, or even by herself, no one would ever know what was going to happen; what I got back from her was a massage that accused me being a person that “saying one thing, doing another”, and god knows why she assumed that I married my husband was only because I wanted to became a Canadian; finished her words, I blocked her account from my MSN, deleted her links and messages, I didn’t want to have anything to do with this cunt, she wasn’t naïve, she was just stupid after all, and I was so foolish making someone I haven’t even met to see eye to eye.
I believe that I’m going to be just fine without knowing many Taiwanese people, and I’ll cherish our friendship of Taiwanese friends I’ve already have certainly.
When people are nice to me, I won't forget,
When people are mean to me, I won't forget either.