Dinner with a guy fren yesterday.

I ordered barley.

He laughed.

I nudged him to tell me why he laughed.

He: Why you order barley? I’ve got lots of barley.

Me: !!!!

At lost of words.

The other time I went out with him and while I was giaping my lashes in his car, he questioned with that puzzled look, ”Not pain meh?”

Me: You cut your hair pain a not?

*Roll eyes

Devils yesterday.

Guy: You look so cute (I just cut my hair that’s why i look very cute now). Can i know you?

Me: You talked to me last week.

Guy: …

Minutes later.

Guy: You look so cute that I’m attracted to you for 2 weeks.

Me: You din even know its the same gal.

Guy: …

Went off and came back again.

Guy: Can we dance together?

Me: *ignores. (can. my back can dance with you.)

Saw Jac at devils. He looked smart. I’m impressed.

Jac: That guy who toked to you look like Chen Wei Ming, that taiwan ugly artiste.

Me: Ya! (followed by WAHAHAHHAHAHAA..)

Blarblarblar.

Jac: So aircon or computer more important? 

Me: Aircon la! More expensive mah.

Very funny.

I think Jac and i have the same level of humour.

Couldn’t have fully enjoyed without him being there. Somehow.

Thanks number 4. =)

Last night.

Fransca was preparing at my place. We’re going to momo, with kylie.

Her fren who’s driving a evo picked us up at my place.

Think i’m trying to brag bout knowing some evo hunk? *shake head. The whole journey wasn’t even as comfortable as a nissan sunny. Evo farts as and when the driver likes it. Farts and jerks at the same time. Geez.

We went in to momo around 12. I seriously need to put on weight.  The crowd at momo made kylie, fransca and me felt like we’re aliens from super skinny planet!

Shifted over to mdm wong for fransca’s sake. And kylie stayed for ’something else’. Glad that the 2 of them had fun. =)

”Why work? I rather be a rich man’s mistress!” — One of the headings in Women Weekly Magazine.

My parents will be devastated if I did that.

Went haven’s bar with fransca again. Finally finished the bottle of tequila and then we moved over to devils.

Oh ya. There’s another lame pick up line. This guy came from behind(again? why guys like to come from behind? is it bcoz my back looks nicer?), held my hand, and asked, ”Hi, are you kelly?”

Gosh. I said no. I wasn’t in a mood to play with him. If I was, I would have told him, ”Hey, so clever! How you know my name is kelly?”

And there’s this guy who approached me, at 12, asked for my name, my age, my occupation, my number, my add blarblarblar.. like he’s so afriad i’ll disappear anytime and he would have lost a chance to do watever he has up in his sleeve.  He offered to send me home and asked wat time will i be leaving. I’m like, ‘Hey come on, it’s only 12 and you’re asking me wat time i’ll be leaving? How would i know?  I just stepped into the club!” I replied, ”Hmmm… around 2 or 3 lo.” Then he said ok and he’ll send me back at 2.

Seperated from that guy coz there’s suddenly a number of pple surrounding us (devils is a great place if you wan to know 10 guys straight in a night). I caught that guy looking at me on several occassions. Then there’s this point when he was toking to a gal on platform with his fren. He saw I saw it (wat english is this. geez). Few mins later he came to me, and said his fren wanted to know her or something. Gosh. Do I look jealous? I didn’t even think much! You wan to know know lo. Not my business wat. Anyway, i appreciated his efforts in trying not to make me feel jealous by explaining. I like this kind of reporting– depending on who’s at the other end.

2 sharp. He asked whether i wan to leave. Walao. Fransca and me still wan to shake our asses and troubles off. So i said, ”5 more min.” It was 5 after 5 each time and it came to a point where we had enough of him asking. Told him politely that we’ll wan to stay. Blarblarblar and goodnight.

Yesterday.

Met up with fransca and got gina along to party, coz we feel that gina’s face is getting yellow. Too yellow. We went haven’s bar, attempted to finish the bottle of tequila we had, drinking shots without mixers, and taking photos crazyly. We moved over to momo around 1230…

1 or 2 hours later, this tall and cute guy (ahem, not indian), came from behind, poked my shoulder, and started a conversation with me using a lame pick up line.

”Hi, do i know you?”

The standard answer for this would be a no, and i think he was expecting me to say that.

”Ya. You know me. But you forgot my name.”

He was shocked when he heard that. He turned to his fren immediately, to seek help i guess.

He returned, saying, ”I forgot your name. Can you tell me?”

To which i replied, ”I’m going to punish you for forgetting my name. Go kiss your fren. Then I’ll tell you my name.”

Lost of words, and whispered to his fren again.

He came back to me later, saying, ”Actually I dunno you but I’ll like to know you.”

You should have seen the look in his face. Setting a trap and make him confess to a lame pick up line felt so good. Hahahahahaa….

”So are you going to keep guessing for my name or you’re gonna ask for it?” I questioned.

”I’m gonna ask for it.” He paused. We looked at each other.

”Wat’s your name?” He finally got it out after a big round.

Meanwhile, his fren was urging me to initiate breaking the ice, coz this cute guy was shy and had no guts.

Erm. I just think he’s inexperienced(this shows that he doesn’t pick gals up often. Good.).

Blarblarblar.

Reached home at 5.

Went devils last night. With fransca, after some threat.

Wah, i tell you. The moment we step in to the dancefloor, a group of guys came to know us. A few mins later, another group came. This carried on for quite some time. In ten mins, at least 5 hungry men approached us (and one of them is balding).

I wish I can tell some men to go and die.

There’s this person who called today and asked how i’m doing.

I told him my workplace’s undergoing some renovation for the week. He asked, ‘Huh, then you got enough money to spend a not?’

It sounds like a casual remark. But I know very well wat he’s trying to get across. He owns a reno company and has lots of money to spare for his pleasure.

I replied, ‘Oh, i’m still ok. Boss told us that they will be renovating the place quite some time ago. I’ve already set aside some money for it. Dun worry for me.’

And then blarblarblar. Thank goodness he didn’t ask for a dinner. I couldn’t think of another excuse to reject him again. *Phew.

Then again, i think it’s a part and parcel of everyone’s life when it comes to interaction with a certain group of people at work. It may be the smelly bastards for now. And i know in the near future, I’ll wan to tell the nasty kids and fussy parents to go and die. It’s gonna be a difficult task when everyone make a din. If that happens, i think i should just go and die myself.

Ok. Gonna do assignment- ‘Philosophies on early childhood teaching’. *roll eyes

‘Everything’s the same when i close my eyes. Everything’s the same when i close my eyes.’ Trying very hard to convince myself.

Until wat a fren did indirectly that made me realised i was so wrong. And it pains my heart to know that she’s not loving herself.

Momo yesterday.

Saw ‘You smell like a baby’, and he’s still as charming. Saw him with this not so frenly gal.  ‘That’s a very good fren of mine. I’ve known her for ten over years’. — That was the third thing he told me after I saw him. I replied, ‘Do i look jealous?’ I neither probe nor ask for an explanation bout her. Still, it’s much appreciated. At least he bothered.

Shaked that ass till  415. This bouncer was like telling a fren of mine to leave early. Hear that? LEAVE EARLY. Reason for that? Bouncer said later will have fight. We were like ‘Huh? How you know later will have fight?’. Damn weird. Anyway, i thought it’s the bouncer’s responsibility to settle those fights and keep the club safe so no one will go home early? We had a good laugh. =)

Home at 540.

ps. Fransca, let’s stop going momo for a while. Getting very VERY sick of it. Let’s shake our ass elsewhere.