Coz the water will never reach a boiling point.
So what's it gonna take for u to realize?
I swear: It's a pain in the ass!!!!
I was hurt before. My Mom doesn't want me to get married.
Yes. I got scammed. But this doesn't mean that I oughtta get stuck here.
Yes. It's SO HARD to trust anyone.
Beginning of Aug., I met a Scandinavian on a dating site.
This Scandinavian was up in the midnight,
which was able to chat after I finished work @ 10 pm (Sometimes 10:30 pm).
Let's address this Scandinavian as "Mr. Scandinavian."
I didn't talk to Mr. Scandinavian too much.
He didn't mind getting on Skype, which means that he's communicative.
Aug. 21, I shipped him a brand-new cleaning robot.
Beginning of Sept.,
I had to choose between enrolling a caregiver's course & paying off my debt.
I decided to pay off my debt to 8 banks.
I didn't ask too much help from family though they have money. Coz:
1. I dragged them down after I got scammed.
2. They'd wanna control me.
My Mom doesn't want me to go abroad coz I'm much safer in Taipei.
I was threatened to intercourse by an Italian grape farmer in Robinvale in South AUS.
I had a midnight runaway without water or food for eighteen hours in 7 degrees.
(I'll write another story of it.)
July, an (Jewish) American offered me 65% - 100% free to New York to see him.
It was a dilemma!!
35% of a USA flight is only AUD$272.
This nice-looking American can speak Mandarin,
& he ever studied in Taipei.
PERFECT body shape in his age.
I chose Mr. Scandinavian.
I was wrong.
I was working EVERY night & keeping searching for the CHEAPEST ticket.
I booked my return flight on Airpaz APP.
I didn't know why my payment on Airpaz APP failed.
When I discovered it, it's already Sept. 17.
As u may have known: The later u book a ticket, the more expensive it is.
My original return date was Sept. 30.
I called Mr. Scandinavian to discuss it.
Mr. Scandinavian replied as below:
So I didn't book my return that night.
I rushed to work.
I believed in him!!!!
Sept. 21 morning, I forgot my money in ATM while calculating how much money I may need.
The money wasn't there anymore.
So I had to withdraw money AGAIN.
I was in panic. I called Mr. Scandinavian to say: "I wanna cancel it."
He told me to come over & call back to Taipei while transferring @ Singapore.
@ Singapore Airport, I was lucky that my money was retaken by ATM.
A Hawaiian Filipino told me the last MRT is 00:00 am.
I took a wrong direction @ an interchange @ 23:20 pm but I couldn't go back.
That was the last MRT.
A Swiss-Singaporean mixed-blooded guy helped me stay in his place over night for free.
I got interrogated by AUS IMMIGRATION while passing by CUSTOMS.
(A senior police net pal said: "It's becoz u didn't book a return flight.")
Immigration demanded me to depart before Oct. 9.
1st day @ Mr. Scandinavian's home in Maddington, WiFi was unstable.
WiFi password was missing.
My laptop couldn't be switched on.
Mr. Scandinavian let me use his MAC Guest Acct..
I paid an expensive roaming fee to log in Web WhatsApp.
I unblocked Ash after blocking him for 2 months.
I've been holding grudge against Ash as:
1. Ash was picking on me. He DID Know how bad I lost all data & how grievous Shannon (Older Sister) misunderstood me.
2. Ash sponsored an Indo. gal 4 years ago. (He said she just wants money.)
3. Ash opened an acct. on a CHINA dating site.
Well, u can NEVER teach someone to see a value ---
For instance, Getting the casket and returning the pearl.
China mainlanders r very cunning!! Scammers everywhere.
On WhatsApp, I invited Ash to meet up.
I brought his gifts.
Ash came to Maddington.
Sept. 25, Mr. Scandinavian promised me marriage.
Taiwan government was off due to a typhoon.
I couldn't apply for an e-copy of "Affidavit to Single Status".
(Well, unsure of its legitimacy.)
I called my Mom & Sister to get it in my room. But there's no spare key to my room.
All day, I troubled my family, spent fone fees, felt fucking stressed, & plotted a "Visa Run" to New Zealand.
Monday, Sept. 28, UK Queen's birthday.
West Australia was off.
11:00 pm, Mr. Scandinavian refused to predate 1.5 months,
which was genuine, while discussing over applying for a visa.
He wanted me to wait for 9 months. He said he's not divorced yet.
I wasted extra AUD$145 simply becoz Mr. Scandinavian didn't precaution me.
If u r gonna break ur promise, don't u think that u MUST inform the person RIGHT AWAY???
Mr. Scandinavian is NOT a man of his words.
I know that he would NOT do it after 9 months.
I'm not a burden. I know it's time to go.
I didn't want him to ask for a leave @ work.
But I just didn't know how to tell him.
So I said: "I'll have to contact other men."
Mr. Scandinavian went to bed.
12:30 am, I dreamed of my Sister's death. I woke up.
I went to hug him.
He just revealed:
He's been spying on my web-based WhatsApp on his MAC.
Mr. Scandinavian: "u r playing a game."
"u r going to New Zealand to see someone."
"Tomorrow I'll tell Immigration to ban u forever."
Me: "Will u take me to a pregnancy test?"
Mr. Scandinavian: "No. I can only tell u that I can't have a baby."
All these years, I took workplace bully, I left "Comfort Zone", I took national exams of licenses, I took insults from nasty Aussies...
ALL IN VAIN!!
Do u understand this vid: Salt - Cyanide & Happiness?
u caused someone else's pain yet u think it's funny??
Pretend that nothing's happened?
1:30 am, I went out without anything... WITHOUT any single thing.
7 am, I came back.
Mr. Scandinavian locked his door on purpose.
14 pm, I went to sought help from a neighbor, Oliver & Patricia.
I wanted to go to a church. But no church was open.
Oliver called the police.
Police arrived at 3:40 pm, when haply Mr. Scandinavian gets home from work.
Police accompanied me to retrieve my luggage & then drove me to Armandale Hospital.
It took me 5.5 hours to do checkup, pregnancy test, & a morning-after pill @ Armandale Hospital.
10:30 pm, my doctor let me go.
Sept. 30, Wednesday, my Croatian friend took me to Perth Central Station.
My 3G network wasn't working.
I glimpsed "VodaFone" but...
1. I was sleepy/tired.
2. I'd be too late to assemble with my Croatian friend.
3. Ash promised to meet up on Friday/weekend. I'd have WiFi again.
4. Maddington Central "VodaFone" sales representative said that this AUD$2 SIM only has a #.
I topped up but I wasn't sure if there's data.
I didn't walk into "VodaFone."
Oct. 2, Friday morn, Ash Whatsapped me that he's busy in the afternoon.
I went to Maddington to apologize to Mr. Scandinavian.
He not only refused to meet, but also changed his WiFi password.
I was waiting @ his front door.
A cook, Antony Moore,
who lives on #26 or #28, Pitt Street, Saint James, promised to pick me up @ 3:30 pm.
6:40 pm, I smsed Antony Moore.
(& I called a Secret Harbor guy. He hanged up on me directly.)
Antony Moore: "I was cooking for Grand Final of 2015 FFA Cup. Too tired to meet up."
Me: "u were supposed to tell me earlier!"
I switched off my cell.
No bus. I walked to Maddington Station heading to Perth Central Station.
I switched on my cell.
Antony Moore: "u can still come if u want. Take a cab from Maddington."
I wanna know what's his job & restaurant like as I was working in a "sha-bu sha-bu" restaurant & Regent Hotel, Taipei (5 stars).
Me: "I'm already on the train."
Antony Moore: "To Oats Street Station. Take a cab to Saint James."
I presumed that I would be safe coz Antony Moore did NOT seem interested in me at all.
First he blew me off, 2nd he even didn't wanna pick me up from station.
@ Oats Street Station, a kind nice friendly Singaporean bus driver showed me the way.
For my safety, this gentle Singaporean directed me to get off @ Curtin University.
That was 9 pm.
Antony Moore came to pick me up & asked me what I wanna do.
Me: "I just wanna sleep."
Antony Moore shares the same house with his older brother, Chris, who's sleeping.
He put me in his room.
11:00 pm, Antony Moore started forcing me to intercourse.
I was trying to reason with him.
I was begging him to stop.
Antony Moore threatened me: "Either u fuck me, or u fuck off."
Rapidly I packed & ran out.
It's very dark & cold there.
On my runaway, I bumped into a cab.
This cab is a limo which has zebras' stripes.
I told the driver what's just happened & asked him to take me to a closest motel.
The driver doesn't know a motel nearby.
11:30 pm, we arrived at Oats Street Station parking lot.
A train's coming in.
He gave me a discount of AUD$0.80.
I dropped my wallet in the front seat in a hurry.
It was dark. I didn't see it. I was afraid of missing out the last train to Perth Central hostels.
Railway police helped call my Cannington Christian friend to pick me up.
We went to a police station in Oats Street Station area.
It's closed. I lost EVERYTHING.
Christian friend helped report my loss to police,
Found accommodations for me,
& gave me AUD$25 in total.
The waiting was killing me.
So I decided to try out my luck the last time! (Running out of coins...)
I called the Secret Harbor guy. On the fone, he said he would help.
AGAIN, this was killing me! I smsed him in advance & I was waiting 1 hr. @ Kwinana Station.
8 pm, Darren Woodfired, an owner of a resort in Queensland, blew me off.
Do u know what's a "promise"?
A "promise" is "words coming out of ur own mouth from ur own free will."
Oct. 8, thru Warwick friend's help,
Mr. Scandinavian's Filipino ex contacted me.
The facts are:
NO ONE's gonna pay her full fare & 1 day on airplane JUST to play a game with you!!!!!!
u think that I have so much fucking money & time????
Am I bad to publish this?
No. Let me tell u what's "Pure Evil."
"Commission" is sin.
Isn't "Omission" a kinda sin??
My Christian friend's received $50 from me.