I always love that legend about our great worrior who fights for the king and his kingdom. He sounds extremely strong, good looking, gentleman and perhaps a bit of a player but who wouldnt right? he is a fuckin worrior for god sake. I am very lucky to happen to have a my very own Hang Tuah version of modern days. It was 13 feb and it was my highschool reunion. He was my highschool sweetheart and the last time we saw each other was 13 years ago. All and all sounds very romantic. I was having butterflies thinking about meeting him again after all that years. I remember when we were dating, he took me on his motorcycle to the padi field. We sat under the tree and the wind blowing breezely. He has my small hand on his big palm while i rested on his hunky chest. He touched my cheek and told me that I have a very beautiful skin. I was told a lot back then that i do ahve a very soft skin and feels like a baby bum. Well, not anymore. fuck Aging!
He was definitely one of the hottest guy in school. That's because he looke exactly like Shah Rukh Khan. He likes bollywood too. Thank god this was back in high school otherwise i have to shoot myself for dating a guy who likes to watch bollywood.
When we finally meet again, I really feels butterflies all over me. He doesnt aged at all. Just as handsome as before. He's very gentlemen just like a great malay worrior, Hang Tuah. All i can think off is to get him to my room and get all these butterflies away from my pussy. We were so innocent in school that we never even kissed. I hope he is not shy or something. I cant wait to get through dinner and bring him back to my room and have him all to myself.
Oh Lord, I witness the greatness of hang Tuah and his tamingsari that night. The only proper word to describe him is 'gagah perkasa'! It was undeniably one of the best sex i've ever had in my life. He gave me multipe 'multiple orgasm', multiple of times. Too bad, I found out later from a friend that hang Tuah is engaged to be married soon. I would've keep using him as my sex toy but i think i juts like him too much to do that. That bitch is a very lucky girl. Hang Tuah is happily married now with 2 kids and I just live happily ever after.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
MR BEAN
Not sure if my observation is correct but I kept meeting 'Mr Minute Guy' or 'Mr Shortcoming' or even worse 'Mr French Fries". Wonder why I dont date em so much....please I am not a racist. Again it's my observation in my short years of dating life. They are either too short, too skinny, too small or cant even get it up at all. It does cost me a minor self esteem issue as i'm thinking in my head i must be really ugly that i dont even turn em on. I mean if my naked body cant get their dick harden, what else am i suppose to think right? Not that I have problem with every other race though :p
There this one guy who was after me. he was super sweet and nice and very attentive towards me. He comes over to my place a lot to just hang out and do usual domestic stuff which is cool you know. But after a while, it starting to get to me that he doesnt try at all to get into my pants. I'm like what is wrong with this dude? This scenoria is unlikely to happen. They all wanna get into your pants right, girls?
Fortunately soon enough, i found out that his dick is like Chow's dick in hangover 2. It's so small you can barely see it. My spontaneous reaction was " What the fuck is this?" I felt bad off course but it juts blurted out of my mouth. My mean fucking mouth. I know i should've been more polite and say something like this " Oh my God! that's the cutest thing i've ever seen" but it didnt ok. He is scared for life of my comment and He never spoke to me again. I wish he will find in his heart one day to forgive me but there is no way i will continue dating "MR BEAN".
There this one guy who was after me. he was super sweet and nice and very attentive towards me. He comes over to my place a lot to just hang out and do usual domestic stuff which is cool you know. But after a while, it starting to get to me that he doesnt try at all to get into my pants. I'm like what is wrong with this dude? This scenoria is unlikely to happen. They all wanna get into your pants right, girls?
Fortunately soon enough, i found out that his dick is like Chow's dick in hangover 2. It's so small you can barely see it. My spontaneous reaction was " What the fuck is this?" I felt bad off course but it juts blurted out of my mouth. My mean fucking mouth. I know i should've been more polite and say something like this " Oh my God! that's the cutest thing i've ever seen" but it didnt ok. He is scared for life of my comment and He never spoke to me again. I wish he will find in his heart one day to forgive me but there is no way i will continue dating "MR BEAN".
IT MUST HAVE BEEN LOVE(WHO WAS I KIDDING?) THANK GOD IT'S OVER NOW!
Ahhh just my luck! My Mr Right turned out to be Mr Soooo Wrong! Apprently Mr Not So Right has an intense self insecure issue that the only way to save him is to turn back time and let his parents raise him differently using a totally different method all together. He is so fucked up in the head. May Lord have mercy on him and save his soul.
I was in Australia while he is back in his country doing his boring day job being a banker. I mean he said he hates his job and he is a banker so Im not implying it any other way. I am traveling so off course I'll be out having fun doing fun stuff most of the time and as usual try to live my life to the fullest. As much as he thinks he can handle it but he cant. He was misserable knowing that im out dancing and drinking at the clubs getting all the attention from all those hot australian boys. I guess I cant blame him. Writing this down made me realise that I might be too hard on him. Anyone would be insecure and have the same problem.
This is nothing compare to my normal life back home. I have plenty more guy friends whom i love to hang out with. Not to mention, Fbs, X-fling and one night standers that i am still keeping in touch. If he cant handle my worst, how is he going to appreciate my best. I may sound mean but look, we all are grown ups and not in our 20s anymore. There is a level of maturity expected here. I understand your insecurity but I count on you to handle it manly not like texting me at 3am in the morning telling me that you're crying over a text message that i didnt send an hour ago and ask me for a break up in the morning and then regret it in the afternoon. Telling me that i should fight for it. Look who's wearing the pantese here. I'm so not gonna fight for a woos. Na a buddy.
I wonder if i had damaged his brain when i farted in Ang Ko Wat. I wonder If I had caused him being a retard. I knew i shouldn't have had banana pancake and coffee for breakfast that morning. How am i suppose to know Ang Kor fuckin What? doesnt have a public toilet. I was having a grumppy tummy all morning, the anticipation of finishing all the temples was unbearable and he decided to carry me over his shoulder. It would've been romantic if i didnt have a feeling as if a giant volcano is ready to erupt out of my shithole and there...the volcano erupted next to his head. Loud and clear! I was dying of embarassment and screaming for him to put me down. With my hands over my face i said, "please leave me alone and continue this travel by yourself". He peels my two palms away from my face and said the sweetest thing " Dont be shy. i love you even more now, at least i know you're human". I guess now that i am an angel who farts, i can move on with my life.
Too bad that "Ang Kor Wat fart" had damaged his brain and cost him to be a retard, we are no longer together. I wish him all the best in his future and hopefully some day he will grow up or at least found someone who likes to nanny a retard.
I was in Australia while he is back in his country doing his boring day job being a banker. I mean he said he hates his job and he is a banker so Im not implying it any other way. I am traveling so off course I'll be out having fun doing fun stuff most of the time and as usual try to live my life to the fullest. As much as he thinks he can handle it but he cant. He was misserable knowing that im out dancing and drinking at the clubs getting all the attention from all those hot australian boys. I guess I cant blame him. Writing this down made me realise that I might be too hard on him. Anyone would be insecure and have the same problem.
This is nothing compare to my normal life back home. I have plenty more guy friends whom i love to hang out with. Not to mention, Fbs, X-fling and one night standers that i am still keeping in touch. If he cant handle my worst, how is he going to appreciate my best. I may sound mean but look, we all are grown ups and not in our 20s anymore. There is a level of maturity expected here. I understand your insecurity but I count on you to handle it manly not like texting me at 3am in the morning telling me that you're crying over a text message that i didnt send an hour ago and ask me for a break up in the morning and then regret it in the afternoon. Telling me that i should fight for it. Look who's wearing the pantese here. I'm so not gonna fight for a woos. Na a buddy.
I wonder if i had damaged his brain when i farted in Ang Ko Wat. I wonder If I had caused him being a retard. I knew i shouldn't have had banana pancake and coffee for breakfast that morning. How am i suppose to know Ang Kor fuckin What? doesnt have a public toilet. I was having a grumppy tummy all morning, the anticipation of finishing all the temples was unbearable and he decided to carry me over his shoulder. It would've been romantic if i didnt have a feeling as if a giant volcano is ready to erupt out of my shithole and there...the volcano erupted next to his head. Loud and clear! I was dying of embarassment and screaming for him to put me down. With my hands over my face i said, "please leave me alone and continue this travel by yourself". He peels my two palms away from my face and said the sweetest thing " Dont be shy. i love you even more now, at least i know you're human". I guess now that i am an angel who farts, i can move on with my life.
Too bad that "Ang Kor Wat fart" had damaged his brain and cost him to be a retard, we are no longer together. I wish him all the best in his future and hopefully some day he will grow up or at least found someone who likes to nanny a retard.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
365 DAYS AGO...same shit different day...!
I had a breakdown. Never would've I thought that I would be in deep depression. NEVER! let alone suicidal......but i was....
It was wednesday driving back from work. I guess i have acted pretty weird lately since my loved ones, the best girls of my life keep calling me to ask me how i am doing....My bestfriend, my sister and my mom. My sister keeps sending me all this motivational and love messages. My mom called me up and tell me funny stories to cheer me up. Non of it really working at the time. I was at peak of my career. I closed a lot of projects hence plenty of comission depositing into my account. I am being acknowledge by my clients. I have an apartment, a car and most of all.....a fabulous life...great friends, acquaintances, parties, events, dinners, vacation and what not. Everything that I have always wanted. I got em all yet i felt lonely. Not really misserable but lonely. Feels like lonely is even worst than feeling miserable or perhaps i was misserably lonely...maybe that's what it is to the extend that I feel I'm ok to just be dead. Yeah...that's exactly what I felt, that i am so lonely that i might as well just die.
There is also this other thing. It's a feeling that you're are too afraid to losing it all. I feel that i have all this achievement that i have to maintain and all this people that i have to keep pleasing. I work hard everyday just to keep it all together till it becomes exhausting. Overwhelming almost. and i was tired. Very very tired. I cant fall sick cause i have too many responsibilities. It's devastating. It all running through my mind for days. i cant sleep. I cant eat. Im too exhausted and too worried about my life. Coming home to an empty apartment day by day does not help at all, doesn't matter how pretty i made my apartment look. The lonelyness eating me daily till this day when i heard a voice telling me that this will be an endless routine. This will be neverending loneliness unless you DIE! Just DIE and all your problem solved.
You always have this little voice in your head daily when you're making decisions or talking to yourself in the car, or choosing outfit to wear or shoes to fit but this is something else. It felt like it's coming from outside of you but strong. Stronger than that little voice of yours to tell you to stop it. Because i swear that i told myself to stop it. The stronger it kept coming on to me. I felt restless. I dunno what to do but i sure now how i want to die.
My bestfriend call me again once i got home. I was just sitting on my couch with my eyes wide open. Trying to fight listening to this voices at the same time thinking about how i should die. It was the craziest moment of my life. Like bad crazy not fabulous crazy. I finally cried. I told her i dunno what to do. i still feel very sad and very restless. I cant stop the voice. She told me to put on my running shoes and RUN cause exercise will release happy endorphins. So I did..I ran and i ran and i ran for almost 2 hours i think..i cant really remember...thinking through how to solve my problem but still no solution..the only way is to DIE..DIE DIE...
i reached home and again i sat on my couch just staring at my wall. I didn't feel any better or perhaps i didnt even feel anything. Then I decided to switch on the TV. It was America's Funniest Home Video and I started giggling then i felt like i was woken up from a bad spell. I felt that i just woke up from a bad dream and I smile...i said it out loud " God! You're very funny!..It was just like that. As if he was trying to tell me " Chill girl...why so serious? Dont worry. be happy".
And boy i had a wake up call. a big one. Life is all about being happy. I have to quit making anything else important but myself. Fuck all this if it doesnt make me happy. So what? Life shouldnt be too perfect..Life should just be interesting. Laugh a little. Let loose.
What was my wake up call? To fuck these all and travel the world....:)
It was wednesday driving back from work. I guess i have acted pretty weird lately since my loved ones, the best girls of my life keep calling me to ask me how i am doing....My bestfriend, my sister and my mom. My sister keeps sending me all this motivational and love messages. My mom called me up and tell me funny stories to cheer me up. Non of it really working at the time. I was at peak of my career. I closed a lot of projects hence plenty of comission depositing into my account. I am being acknowledge by my clients. I have an apartment, a car and most of all.....a fabulous life...great friends, acquaintances, parties, events, dinners, vacation and what not. Everything that I have always wanted. I got em all yet i felt lonely. Not really misserable but lonely. Feels like lonely is even worst than feeling miserable or perhaps i was misserably lonely...maybe that's what it is to the extend that I feel I'm ok to just be dead. Yeah...that's exactly what I felt, that i am so lonely that i might as well just die.
There is also this other thing. It's a feeling that you're are too afraid to losing it all. I feel that i have all this achievement that i have to maintain and all this people that i have to keep pleasing. I work hard everyday just to keep it all together till it becomes exhausting. Overwhelming almost. and i was tired. Very very tired. I cant fall sick cause i have too many responsibilities. It's devastating. It all running through my mind for days. i cant sleep. I cant eat. Im too exhausted and too worried about my life. Coming home to an empty apartment day by day does not help at all, doesn't matter how pretty i made my apartment look. The lonelyness eating me daily till this day when i heard a voice telling me that this will be an endless routine. This will be neverending loneliness unless you DIE! Just DIE and all your problem solved.
You always have this little voice in your head daily when you're making decisions or talking to yourself in the car, or choosing outfit to wear or shoes to fit but this is something else. It felt like it's coming from outside of you but strong. Stronger than that little voice of yours to tell you to stop it. Because i swear that i told myself to stop it. The stronger it kept coming on to me. I felt restless. I dunno what to do but i sure now how i want to die.
My bestfriend call me again once i got home. I was just sitting on my couch with my eyes wide open. Trying to fight listening to this voices at the same time thinking about how i should die. It was the craziest moment of my life. Like bad crazy not fabulous crazy. I finally cried. I told her i dunno what to do. i still feel very sad and very restless. I cant stop the voice. She told me to put on my running shoes and RUN cause exercise will release happy endorphins. So I did..I ran and i ran and i ran for almost 2 hours i think..i cant really remember...thinking through how to solve my problem but still no solution..the only way is to DIE..DIE DIE...
i reached home and again i sat on my couch just staring at my wall. I didn't feel any better or perhaps i didnt even feel anything. Then I decided to switch on the TV. It was America's Funniest Home Video and I started giggling then i felt like i was woken up from a bad spell. I felt that i just woke up from a bad dream and I smile...i said it out loud " God! You're very funny!..It was just like that. As if he was trying to tell me " Chill girl...why so serious? Dont worry. be happy".
And boy i had a wake up call. a big one. Life is all about being happy. I have to quit making anything else important but myself. Fuck all this if it doesnt make me happy. So what? Life shouldnt be too perfect..Life should just be interesting. Laugh a little. Let loose.
What was my wake up call? To fuck these all and travel the world....:)
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
FUCK! I'm in TROUBLE!
I am slowly started packing as i have to give up this apartment by end of this month and head home town to spend my last of days here with my beloved family. Well at least that was the plan but it seems that the plan is going to change slightly and it may effect my whole plan about this blog too....OWHHHH NOOOO!
I host travelers all the time as i am in one of the famous traveler sosial networking site since I decided to travel the world last year. These people that i've hosted have really inspired me to do this ....to pursue my life long dream to see the world. So, before i gave up my apartment i decided to host one last traveler from europe. We click immediately through our emails. Finally arrived was this very tall gentleman...the tallest man i've seen so far....
He is great and good looking perhaps I could hook him up with one of my friends....little i know that he likes me from the moment he laid his eyes on me...well, at least that's what he said. We went out that friday night and i was busy drinking with my girlfriends and dancing away...he actually had a chance to chat with my other girlfriend and told her that he likes me.....my friend told me this the next day and i was like "Really? well that's is sweet" and i had a big smile on my face...the thing is while he was talking to this girlfriend of mine i was busy dancing on the dancefloor and got myself 3 cuties from Europe as well...funny enough they are from the same country as he is....so I introduced the other 2 to my 2 girlfriends and keep one for myself...we literally pull them out of that club to come party with us in another club....Mr H is watching me the whole time...the 3 boys decided to stay and only to join us later a they just got there...we all exchange phone numbers and he gave me 3 pecks on the lips before saying goodbye....i walk away smiling without having a clue that Mr H has a heart for me....Mr H and i then walk to my car to head to another club..he hugged me and told me some beautiful things that i didn't intented to hear....things that made me sober out from those drunkeness.
But he was very cool..very calm and collected.....one thing lead to another...in the end he told me all about his feelings towards me ...things like Im so beautiful the moment he saw me even i had no make up on at that time wearing my sleezy t shirts and torn jeans all sweaty from work. Its not something that i havent heard before ( i am not saying that to brag at all) but there's something in his tone that says he is genuine about it. It's the way he said it to me that doesn't reflect that he is only interested to get into my skirt...its all those tender kiss on my forehead that says it all....it's the way he speaks of me....the way he looks at me .....like he takes his time styding every inches of my body before he kisses em ....its our conversation that seems so comfortable with each other.....it's too soon i know i know....fuck i know! but i didnt ask for this, it just happened...and there wasnt any force to it...it just flows correctly...it feels right! half of me says i should hold back on this butterflies in my tummy but why? My verdict is if i had one more week to live or one more chance in my life..i would want to experience it...it may last or it may not but i'd rather have one short time of romance than not have it at all....i'd rather feel hurt than feel nothing at all...
So bring it on!
I host travelers all the time as i am in one of the famous traveler sosial networking site since I decided to travel the world last year. These people that i've hosted have really inspired me to do this ....to pursue my life long dream to see the world. So, before i gave up my apartment i decided to host one last traveler from europe. We click immediately through our emails. Finally arrived was this very tall gentleman...the tallest man i've seen so far....
He is great and good looking perhaps I could hook him up with one of my friends....little i know that he likes me from the moment he laid his eyes on me...well, at least that's what he said. We went out that friday night and i was busy drinking with my girlfriends and dancing away...he actually had a chance to chat with my other girlfriend and told her that he likes me.....my friend told me this the next day and i was like "Really? well that's is sweet" and i had a big smile on my face...the thing is while he was talking to this girlfriend of mine i was busy dancing on the dancefloor and got myself 3 cuties from Europe as well...funny enough they are from the same country as he is....so I introduced the other 2 to my 2 girlfriends and keep one for myself...we literally pull them out of that club to come party with us in another club....Mr H is watching me the whole time...the 3 boys decided to stay and only to join us later a they just got there...we all exchange phone numbers and he gave me 3 pecks on the lips before saying goodbye....i walk away smiling without having a clue that Mr H has a heart for me....Mr H and i then walk to my car to head to another club..he hugged me and told me some beautiful things that i didn't intented to hear....things that made me sober out from those drunkeness.
But he was very cool..very calm and collected.....one thing lead to another...in the end he told me all about his feelings towards me ...things like Im so beautiful the moment he saw me even i had no make up on at that time wearing my sleezy t shirts and torn jeans all sweaty from work. Its not something that i havent heard before ( i am not saying that to brag at all) but there's something in his tone that says he is genuine about it. It's the way he said it to me that doesn't reflect that he is only interested to get into my skirt...its all those tender kiss on my forehead that says it all....it's the way he speaks of me....the way he looks at me .....like he takes his time styding every inches of my body before he kisses em ....its our conversation that seems so comfortable with each other.....it's too soon i know i know....fuck i know! but i didnt ask for this, it just happened...and there wasnt any force to it...it just flows correctly...it feels right! half of me says i should hold back on this butterflies in my tummy but why? My verdict is if i had one more week to live or one more chance in my life..i would want to experience it...it may last or it may not but i'd rather have one short time of romance than not have it at all....i'd rather feel hurt than feel nothing at all...
So bring it on!
Counting the days.....
Finally it is time to finalize that date to start my journey.....the journey to destination of no where but love.....oooooohhhhhh super cheesy....
cheesy of not i finally did it......i hit the button 'purchase this ticket'. It wasnt the feeling of excitement that i felt instead it was more like nervousness in me. My heart was unsettled the whole day. Like what the fuck, am i really doing this..what if this happen? and that happen? and all those negative thoughts start to ambush my freakin brain.....and i just breath deeply and tell myself...you cross the bridge when you get there girl...
It was tough though....i even had a problem now with the purchase...the transaction said rejected but my bank said the transaction went through so i gotta hit that low cost airline company tomorrow to see what's goin on....and then i ll able to book the rest of the tickets. I am lucky to get to stay with one of the best girl that been in my life. I promise that i will be her chef as long as i stay there as my return to thank for her taking me on and her house is 5 minutes away from the beach....aaahhhhh i cant wait....
I am counting the days :)
cheesy of not i finally did it......i hit the button 'purchase this ticket'. It wasnt the feeling of excitement that i felt instead it was more like nervousness in me. My heart was unsettled the whole day. Like what the fuck, am i really doing this..what if this happen? and that happen? and all those negative thoughts start to ambush my freakin brain.....and i just breath deeply and tell myself...you cross the bridge when you get there girl...
It was tough though....i even had a problem now with the purchase...the transaction said rejected but my bank said the transaction went through so i gotta hit that low cost airline company tomorrow to see what's goin on....and then i ll able to book the rest of the tickets. I am lucky to get to stay with one of the best girl that been in my life. I promise that i will be her chef as long as i stay there as my return to thank for her taking me on and her house is 5 minutes away from the beach....aaahhhhh i cant wait....
I am counting the days :)
ADD ( ANOTHER DATING DISASTER)
Sometimes I wonder why it keeps happening to me but it does....out of so many i will pick my 2 top favorites to share with all of you ladies out there than no matter what, we deserve so much more better than this
and for men out there...if this is who you are...you are soooo retarded!
Loser no 1
We got to know each other from mutual friends. He is quite a flaterer so you know, that was all right until we had our second date when he asked me out for a dinner. He suggested a restaurant. A mexican restaurant to be precise. I somehow felt like having asian food so i suggested another restaurant which i find has a cheaper selection of menu compare to the mexican restaurant. I ordered a curry noodle and he ordered a chicken chop or something like that. The conversation was allright except that he kept addressing her mom as a datin. Im like ..."ok....like i care" so anyways...dinner comes to and end and here comes the bill....he suddenly said " Owh Im sorry, I dont have much change with me?" and i was like " owhh OK...we'll no worries i'll take care of it"....
My question is, why would you wanna take me out for a dinner in a fucking mexican restaurant if you dont have the money anyway? super Loser....that's why....as if that is not enough to prove himself as a loser ..
he litterally asked the waiter to pack the leftover of my curry noodle for him to bring home...check that out ....aite! fuckin nasty loser right there...im like what the hell....!
Loser no 2 goes to Mr Cluesless.....like OMG! not only he cant speak english that well...he cant even speak well at all...he likes to repeat same word wayyy to many time...bluuurggghhhh time waster...
So, the story is I am designing a room of somebody that he knows so dearly. That's how we got to know each other. I think he was nervous to ask me out for a drink that he uses business meeting as an excuse to meet up. So it ended up with 2 things, he wanted my help to forward client's contact to him cause he just started his business and secondly he wanted to ask me out for a date right...thank god i already had lunch so I ordered myself a glass of orange juice...he hasn't had his lunch so he ordered himself some food and a glass of juice as well. Because he stutter too much..the time pass by and i had to order another glass of orange juice....so it was his fault definitely. You have to imagine how much of a time waster stutter he is cause i am a slow drinker.
Finally I had to go and we ask for the bill. 2 orange juice come up to 14 bucks and he said " owh let's split the bill"...i was in awe...and i pull out my fifty bucks to him and he said " owh that's too big...dont you have a smaller change?".....and I literally dig into my handbag and purse to search for small change....and finally after good 50 seconds of him waiting..i managed to gather 10 bucks...and I said " owh im sorry but i only have 10 bucks" and he said " owh ok not too worry" and take that 10 buck off my hand and put it in his pocket with a smile on his face as if he is doing me a big favour for blessing me the balance of that 4 bucks...like "Im so generous, am I" look! OMFG!!! OMFG!!!!
That is not all, he then ask me to be his plus one to a wedding and i dunno why i felt obligated to say yes because that client of mine that he is close to is right next to him. 2 days before the wedding though, he called again..i was on the phone with him for almost 40 minutes talking dunno what...cause he said the word "apa like million times.....eg " apa...eee apa tu...ee apa apa! eerrgghhhhhh.....just say it dude...fuckin say what you wanna say....and finally, only after I asked about the wedding dinner he said " owh about the wedding...im sorry my friend didn't book me any seat for you but i am wondering if you are free to go for a drink tomorrow night?" I felt like screaming to his face " FUUUUUCCCKKKKK OFFFFFFF!......
There you go, the examples of losers in this town....fuck i need to get the hella out of here!
and for men out there...if this is who you are...you are soooo retarded!
Loser no 1
We got to know each other from mutual friends. He is quite a flaterer so you know, that was all right until we had our second date when he asked me out for a dinner. He suggested a restaurant. A mexican restaurant to be precise. I somehow felt like having asian food so i suggested another restaurant which i find has a cheaper selection of menu compare to the mexican restaurant. I ordered a curry noodle and he ordered a chicken chop or something like that. The conversation was allright except that he kept addressing her mom as a datin. Im like ..."ok....like i care" so anyways...dinner comes to and end and here comes the bill....he suddenly said " Owh Im sorry, I dont have much change with me?" and i was like " owhh OK...we'll no worries i'll take care of it"....
My question is, why would you wanna take me out for a dinner in a fucking mexican restaurant if you dont have the money anyway? super Loser....that's why....as if that is not enough to prove himself as a loser ..
he litterally asked the waiter to pack the leftover of my curry noodle for him to bring home...check that out ....aite! fuckin nasty loser right there...im like what the hell....!
Loser no 2 goes to Mr Cluesless.....like OMG! not only he cant speak english that well...he cant even speak well at all...he likes to repeat same word wayyy to many time...bluuurggghhhh time waster...
So, the story is I am designing a room of somebody that he knows so dearly. That's how we got to know each other. I think he was nervous to ask me out for a drink that he uses business meeting as an excuse to meet up. So it ended up with 2 things, he wanted my help to forward client's contact to him cause he just started his business and secondly he wanted to ask me out for a date right...thank god i already had lunch so I ordered myself a glass of orange juice...he hasn't had his lunch so he ordered himself some food and a glass of juice as well. Because he stutter too much..the time pass by and i had to order another glass of orange juice....so it was his fault definitely. You have to imagine how much of a time waster stutter he is cause i am a slow drinker.
Finally I had to go and we ask for the bill. 2 orange juice come up to 14 bucks and he said " owh let's split the bill"...i was in awe...and i pull out my fifty bucks to him and he said " owh that's too big...dont you have a smaller change?".....and I literally dig into my handbag and purse to search for small change....and finally after good 50 seconds of him waiting..i managed to gather 10 bucks...and I said " owh im sorry but i only have 10 bucks" and he said " owh ok not too worry" and take that 10 buck off my hand and put it in his pocket with a smile on his face as if he is doing me a big favour for blessing me the balance of that 4 bucks...like "Im so generous, am I" look! OMFG!!! OMFG!!!!
That is not all, he then ask me to be his plus one to a wedding and i dunno why i felt obligated to say yes because that client of mine that he is close to is right next to him. 2 days before the wedding though, he called again..i was on the phone with him for almost 40 minutes talking dunno what...cause he said the word "apa like million times.....eg " apa...eee apa tu...ee apa apa! eerrgghhhhhh.....just say it dude...fuckin say what you wanna say....and finally, only after I asked about the wedding dinner he said " owh about the wedding...im sorry my friend didn't book me any seat for you but i am wondering if you are free to go for a drink tomorrow night?" I felt like screaming to his face " FUUUUUCCCKKKKK OFFFFFFF!......
There you go, the examples of losers in this town....fuck i need to get the hella out of here!
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