Oh Yes, I'll marry you. Wait, is that a 1.5 carat or not?

While a bunch of us were oohh-ahhh-ing over a newborn the other day, a friend brought up a topic of how weird a friend of ours was behaving.

"She's being really weird nowadays."

We deliberated on her weirdness and the conversation strayed into how she was doubting whether the guy she was currently dating was the one for her.

S, my friend said "Did you hear about what she told some of us about J(her boyfriend)?"

"She said she isn't sure if J is for her, as she heard from his friends that he has been shopping around for some rings and also asking around about rings."

So I said "but what does that have to do with whether he is the right one for her? I thought she had been dying to get married? Isn't this a good thing to know J's been shopping for rings?"

S then said "Yeah, but she heard he is only shopping for a one carat ring. She said she couldn't possibly say yes to anything less than a ONE POINT FIVE CARAT."

Apparently Ms. I-won't-say-yes-to-anything-less-than-one-point-five-carat had already shopped for her own ring. It had a price tag of RM76,000.

Whatever happened to true love? Whatever happened to it's the thought that counts?

Granted I adopt the saying that "if your father is poor, it's your fate but if your father in law is poor, then you're dumb" but to say that you think a guy is not for you because he has the audacity to buy you a ring cheaper than RM76,000? That's quite another.

I guess even true love comes with a price tag now.

If you're lying, you're lying.

Lately I have this acquaintance who has gone all feminist/feminism crazy. Feminist enough to burn her bra (if she wore one). Exclaiming that her photos on FB are "raw and unedited" because she "will not bow to society's standard of perfection." And calling herself a "once borderline bigot/homophobes" now a newly converted lover of everybody under the rainbow.

I laughed out loud throughout her whole "metamorphosis" from the girl who called herself "anti-social" because "I don't allow people to search for me on FB" (and that is why she used to have only 70 friends) to this girl who randomly added people because it made her seem popular. By random I mean people she loudly declared she didn't even like. Adding girls in school who didn't even know her name or girls she once met at the mamak but didn't go over to say hi because "Why should I? What for? I don't even like her". I am sure she beams in excitement and pride whenever she adds someone who had a dash of "celebrity-ness" to them.

I find it very very sad.

Sad because deep down inside, I know that this is not the true her.

If she were indeed a feminist, she would not accept money from a man to pay for her daily expenses. If she were indeed such a defender of women rights, she would not have been unemployed since she graduated and relied on sleeping with a man for her money. Sure, she denies she is a gold digger, in fact she said "I am insulted that you think I am" when you mention that word, but does not hesitate to ask the guy she's sleeping with for money to travel the world, or buy her expensive shoes and bags and pay for her expensive habits.

Feminist? It's f**king Bullshit.

A feminist doesn't find the need to put up a fake accent every time she speaks to a foreigner.

Why can't she just be her?

The thing is, I have been telling my friends about her. But have been labeled the 'bitch' for not giving her a second chance to be a friend. But two days ago, she was a no show at a friend's wedding and made no attempt to apologise for her. Finally everybody sees her true colours. I want to yell "I TOLD YOU SO" to all of them, but shall refrain. Because her actions will speak for itself.

We are no longer "cool" enough for the reformed feminist. We are not "glamorous" enough for this defender of human rights. We are just plain people who used to throw her birthday parties, held her hand when she cried, gave her a shoulder to lay her head when she needed one, gave her a place to stay when she didn't have one, suffered her moods and was a friend to her when all the world turned against her.

How boring.

We're just plain ol' boring people.

Here's hoping Ms. Reformed Feminist will put up her show long enough for her new friends to actually know the real her and love her for who she is. And not for who she pretends to be.

Lying can never save us from another lie. - Vaclav Havel

If you're lying, you're lying. - John C. Maxwell