Shoo!
Men just leave me alone.
Yes! I am talking about the male species.
They are..... irritating!
Can't I just dress up?!
Must there be a reason to do anything?
Can't I dress up to make myself feel better?!
URgh! Irritating.
Stop staring even though I did look better.
Hate the sudden attention I got.
Is irritating!
Guys are so typical.
If all girls put in some effort in their dressing, guys will shower you endless attention.
Just a skirt and some light makeup, a tom boy xian turned into a lady.
Guys who usually treat me like dirt and sometimes makes me wonder whether they ever treat me like a girl are giving me so much respect and even flirt with me!
Wonderful!
That's why I prefer being the tom boy xian. Is.... so comfortable and so real.
No unwanted attention nor constant probing on why I dress like this and that.
Guys can even lied to the extend of telling me that I have nice features!
Fuck! I got small eyes, big nose, short lashes and freckled face.
What nice features I have got?
Please don't cock and say that it is snowing when Singapore don't snow!
I bet is the lighting.
Went Balcony with Von after plasma.
The place was ok and drinks are expensive.
I ordered a cocktail named "MULTIPLE SEXUAL ORGANSM" which tasted like Egg Nog without nutmeg.
Ah! bernice! haha
On the other hand, von who is not daring with drinks or food ordered cranberry cooler.
So embarassing to order.
The waiters are all male!
"1 cranberry cooler and ...erm....1 multiple sexual .... erm... yah"
I bet he memorised the menu cause he knew what I wanted before i finished saying.
When it arrived, damnation!
Is worst than ordering.
"Multiple sexual organsm?" waiter A stared at both of us. I guess I imagined the cheeky look on him when he awaits for any sign of recognition of the cocktail.
"ha..ha... just leave it there," i replied in the most gan jiong look, indirectly acknowledging I am the kinky one who ordered.
"haha is always like that but it ok. Don't be shy."
I almost wanted to jump down from the Balcony and die a horrible death in the mere age of 19 and 8 months old. Or maybe paralysed and bedridden for all my life.
In the midst of our deep deep very deep conversation, the memorised menu waiter walked to us and start telling us that a group of guys find us interesting and hope to buy us a round of drinks.
HUH?!
WAH!
Interesting?! diao. WTH!
We were sitting at the dark corner of the pub and was covered by the dark shadows.
Certainly we were not that attention seeking.
Von did the talking.
v:" we still have drinks"
w: "how about after this drink?"
v:" you want to make sales issit?"
w:" no no no is my job plus I know the guys. They just want to have companion."
DEH DEH DEH!!!
What companion?! Fuckers! We look like hookers?!
v:" so how? you want?" staring at me to make the final say.
Being a nun, I rejected!
Lesson learnt!
Look is very important!
Von and I dressed up and we got the unneccessary attention.
Now I believed that guys are idiots!
