I'm not the emo, i-will-cry anytime kinda sensitive to comments. But, I'll be able to hear every single bit. Even those who mumble softly to themselves. I CAN hear.
Some may just mumble those comments because they are unhappy about it at that point of time. Or trying to tell someone else something, but half wish half don't wish that person to hear it. I'm sure many of us do that also.
A lot of us will say, "Don't like then just say it lar!" YEAH RIGHT. Easier said than done. How many, ask youselves, how many people are about to take it? To me, none. NO ONE ever took it well, at least for my circle of friends (if it's even big enough to form a circle - that's how small it is.). I don't like, I say. Sometimes if I'm the one getting that kind of treatment, I feel hurt and sad too. I guess if that person bothers to even tell me off, it shows something.
Of cause I have to see what comments that person gave lar. "You're so damn ugly, bitchy, slutty,blah blah blah" Ahhh. Throw out of the window. If I'm like that, too bad, I can't do anything about it. Ask that person to wipe his/her ass before wiping his/her mouth.
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I guess ytd's cell spurred me to write that top para. hahha.
Anyway, I was telling Der that I think I'm better off a guy. I talk like a guy, I eat like a guy (not as much because I have a female physical body, remember? lol), I sit like a guy, my gestures are like a guy, I play games like a guy, I think like a guy, I do things like a guy, I scold like a guy blah blah blah.
But I have a female body.
I think I should go for a sex change.
Hmmmm. Crazy thoughts.
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I think my staring and observant habit started when I was a baby. My grandma and aunts were telling me, everyone see me also scared because I would always stare at them, without saying a word.
My aunt told me that I stared, my eyes weren't the curious kinda eyes normal babies would have. My eyes seem like I was thinking and thinking. Like, "Why is her lip so red, why her eyes so small?" hahha. And my eyes wouldn't blink. I thought that was kinda cute for a baby.
You know babies always sleep in the sarongs? She said I would always lie in there, cross my legs, shake the upper foot (slowly that kind - relax kind) and seem like I was thinking about my life. hahaha.
She said the family always said, "xue ling (my chinese name) must be thinking of how to disturb grandma again." (chinese version (original one): xue ling you zai xiang yao ze me nong mama le.)
It's not my fault that I stare so much now, or look from the corner of my eyes. Sorry ar, it's trained since 19 years ago. hahaha. So stop challenging me, "see who can don't blink for the longest time!" -.- boring game. LOL.
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My left shoulder is straining like no one's business. It's so irritating. Hmmm. It's okay, it's friday! I wonder where should we bring Joel on sat. Went to the airport to fetch him together with Der. We went to eat roti prata. Oooh, I finally know why the Upper Thomson's prata is nice. I like the crispy part! But the Milo dinosaur is like sugar. Being the famous "sugar alot alot one", I can't stand it too! eeeeyer.
Someone's going K-ing without me lor........ pang seh kia.
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My log book is like 3 weeks not done. I'm dead. Whenever I think of it, I don't feel like doing it man. But I can blog for so long. Grrr. It's the task, not me. hahahha!
There's Creative sales at it's warehouse I think. Jurong East. =) I think it's quite cheap lar, according to EM.
Alright, I think I shall not blog further! Stupid me, I forgot to bring my memory card home. So no pics of ytd. =( Joel put on some weight though! heeee. Long hair. Shorter than mine lar.
Weekend is coming! YAY! Enjoy it! =)
This would be a longgggg weekend.
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