Saturday, 31 August 2013
Monday, 19 August 2013
My Boyfriend is embarrassing.
So it was Hari Raya last week, and every year for Hari Raya, my friends
and I go to Adnaan’s house to visit. This year, I brought Raph along
and he was really excited about it because it was his first time going
to someone’s place for Hari Raya, so he decided to wear this Malay
outfit he bought ages ago but never really wore before.
Here’s a photo of us by the way:
Anyway while we are on the topic of dressing to embarrass, Raph and I went to the Adventure Cove water park at Sentosa a few months back, and you know how everyone visits water parks in nothing but their swimwear?
I was in the car on the way there like:
*best if your hankerchief matches your shirt.
We were in a food court the last time this happened and I was dying in embarrassment as I ate because people would walk by and stare and think he’s crazy, but he wasn’t bothered at all because he was too busy being the happiest prata-eater on earth.
I have no idea how I am still so in love with the guy.
When we reached Ad’s place, a whole ton of his visitors stared at us
like we were some kind of hideous disease. Only my beautiful friends
(like 6 of them amid the crowd) thought that it was sweet of Raph to
dress up but it was quite a walk before I got to safety in their
company.
And even though Raph’s outfit wasn’t exactly culturally accurate
because he got the wrong sarong or something, Ad and his family really
appreciated his effort and his mum even very bemusedly (and honestly)
said that “he look like the satay seller.”
Here’s a photo of us by the way:
^Slightly blur, but you can see my ever so loving face very clearly right there.
Anyway while we are on the topic of dressing to embarrass, Raph and I went to the Adventure Cove water park at Sentosa a few months back, and you know how everyone visits water parks in nothing but their swimwear?
YEs because you totally have to protect your feet from the perilous GLASS SHARDS that litter the floors of all water parks.
I was in the car on the way there like:
But he insisted on doing whatever he wanted. Thankfully though, we went
there when the place first opened so we pretty much owned the whole
park and only a couple of people stared. But just as I decided that the
number of people around were far too negligible to feel any form of
humiliation, just as I was beginning to forgive him for his embarrassing
behaviour,
And Raph has this weird habit also, of bringing one of those ‘uncle’ handkerchiefs
around with him, like yknow the kind that old uncles bring around to
wipe things in place of tissue paper? Yes he’s the youngest person I
know who carries those around. And sometimes when he’s eating curry or
anything that might dirty his shirt, he takes it out to save the day.
We were in a food court the last time this happened and I was dying in embarrassment as I ate because people would walk by and stare and think he’s crazy, but he wasn’t bothered at all because he was too busy being the happiest prata-eater on earth.
I have no idea how I am still so in love with the guy.
Wednesday, 14 August 2013
Random highlight of the day.
So I spent the afternoon chilling at Starbucks by myself today and as I
was leaving, I noticed that the people at random tables would turn to
look at me as I passed by them. Normally if this happens I get very
scared because it’s like omg, is there something on my face??? Or is it
that I didn’t zip my pants/bag or something because it’s usually things
like that that make people stare.
But, I had no visible zippers on me, and they were staring me in the eyeee so there had to be something on my face. So I quickly rushed to the toilet to check if there was anything on it, but there was nothing.
So I concluded that I was probably just very pretty today.
But, I had no visible zippers on me, and they were staring me in the eyeee so there had to be something on my face. So I quickly rushed to the toilet to check if there was anything on it, but there was nothing.
So I concluded that I was probably just very pretty today.
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