
Originally Posted by
Blongkoy
CrasH,
Here you live in a palatial home. Your ref is bursting on its seams. You have servants at your beck and call. And you have a harem.
Abroad, you will be crawling like cockroach; eat chow mien day in and day out; sit on a manhole for heat; and cry when you cannot do anything more.
If you are stuck here, it is because this is paradise.
Sometimes, even though we have all the things in life... money, food, house and etc... These things won't make you happy... happy in the sense you can smile with a real smile... I do smile... but its more on physical smile...
My house... my prison walls... my room and my office... my prison cell...
I am not happy...