කතාව වාර්තා කරන්න

Story

1:00 p.m.

(b)

I forced myself to eat the terrible food. I hate Sri Lankan food, it's horrible. But I also hate all kinds of foods when I eat it again and again.

I like variety. I hate American food, I hate Hainanese chicken rice, I hate Italian food, I hate all kinds of food. I even hate pizza sometimes, I hate Japanese food. It's just the way it is. You can say, alternatively, I love this food or that food, but it makes no real difference.

I am considering, this ████████████████ guy. I mean, honestly, I have decided, I can't really do relationships in Sri Lanka, I prefer Americans, and I think it's better for everyone, especially the prospect customers that they deal with my team or Thilanga instead of myself.

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I am sure to be nice, tolerant and patient in person, but I don't want to be friends friends with this guy on Facebook or in real life, as I am not a very sociable character -- only a very extremely small group of people get along with myself; the friends in my life know that if there is no business, I will end the relationship immediately upon failing to make commercial initiatives.

සඟවා ඇත
කැලිෆෝර්ණියා, එක්සත් ජනපදය එක්සත් ජනපදයේ කැලිෆෝර්ණියාහි ලියන ලද, පළ කළ සහ නිර්මාණය කළ