| v-day and stuff cuz i'm too lazy to think of a decent title. |
this' year's v-day was special. VERRRRY special.
i spent it HOT AND SWEATY WITH A FIT, MODEL-ESQUE DUDE IN A ROOM.
MAMMA MIA!
i'm talking bikram yoga class, of course. haha. whatever. but the teacher is really hot! couldn't concentrate very well that lesson... needless to say i kept falling over. hahaha.
anyhow, i think my expectations are slowly but surely degnerating:
1. do you know any handsome, rich, single and straight guy?
2. do you know any handsome, single and straight guy?
3. do you know any decent-looking, single and straight guy?
4. do you know any single and straight guy?
5. do you know any guys who are not gay?
6. do you know any guys (bisexuals welcome)?
shit man, at this rate......... i'm at somewhere between point no.2 and 3 right now. v bad.
well! i must congratulate myself again, for successfully dancing vigorously to house fucking music! for 2 whole hours! and it wasn't even good music. it sucked! but you know how energy is contagious. i wasn't even drunk cuz being a RESPONSIBLE AND DILIGENT STUDENT, i had some concert the next day so i CONSCIOUSLY LIMITED my drinks. wow, i'm so mature! hahahahahah.
and you know how some guys don't read body language? especially when you DO NOT want to dance with them... ok, UGLY NEVERMIND (that's being muthafucking gracious already), CANNOT DANCE SOME MORE! WALAU. totally hindering my own fabulousness! attempts to dance away discreetly were constantly foiled by the idiot's blocking my way. BASTARD. had to resort to stopping and standing very still against the wall for 5 minutes until he went away, then resuming, and stopping when he came back. was finally SAVED when a mate got me on stage. jesus christ. next time i will just punch the guy in the nuts. saves me lots of trouble. bugger. school parties are so weird. the dj sucked, he played R KELLY! I BELIEVE I CAN FLY! i was like, goddamn, is this PROM?!?!!!! hahahaha. anyway, the next day i awoke in state of panic cuz i realised maybe half the school saw me grinding away shamelessly... but ach, fuck it! maybe they think all asians look the same, like i do with angmohs - but they do, they do! sometimes i say hello to people i don't know and sometimes people i think i don't know say hello to me, and i have to go all pretentious and "OH! HEEEEELLO!", while desperately racking my brains to think of their names. and it doesn't help that a lot of people share the same name.
oh yes. have you ever seen or heard something so beautiful your heart aches? yeah. i had heart-ache twice in a day on monday. first was tchaikovsky's violin concerto... i luuurrrrrve the second movement (hah, never thought you'd hear me saying something like that eh? i usually hate all second movements.). it actually brought tears to my eyes. though of course i didn't cry. and next was bottesini's concerto #2, 2nd movement. zomg, i love the part where the orch strings tremolo and there's a rising scale on the solo bass. AHHHHH my heart was so painful then! couldn't breathe. stupid bottesini, he shoulda developed more on that part. what a short climax. like want to cum but only cum halfway. asshole.
but most of you guys probably won't know what i'm talking about.
anyhow, that's it for this week! i'm so shagged every day i just plonk into bed and pass out. though strangely when i wake up i'm still as tired as ever. |
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