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Classic Beauty / Saturday, May 06, 2006 @ 2:30 PM
I am desperately waiting for the last sentence of this quiz to be true.
Sorry if the site looks pretty cluttered and messy. I am in the process of moving to a new site. Please stay patient with me. When all is ready, I will announce the new webby address. Meanwhile please take a moment to vote in the poll on your left, it will take only a second of your time. I prefer to listen to the voices of others before making any major decisions. Therefore I would like to hear you voice. Thank you. I really appreciate it.
Something interesting happened on Wednesday on my way to meeting. I was in a hurry as I was already late. I was in CT Hall before that looking for cards but it was not there and I ended up being in the bookstore longer than I intended. It feels like there is a magnetic pull in the shop, stopping me from leaving the books without buying them. I decided to leave quickly and try my luck at Peninsula Plaza instead. So I had to forced my way through the busy crowd. It was the peak hours. I reached Dhobby Gaut station at 7.40. Meeting starts at 7.30 and there I was at 8.00 pm at Times, still looking for the postcards to be given to the new achievers later that night. This is why I hate doing things last minute. Same thing. There were so many books around, I got distracted! Its like the books are calling me "Browse me! Pick me!". Anyway I was finally done, I couldnt find the nicest card but was left with not much choice. So I left the store at walked over to Meriedien Hotel where the meeting was held.
My feet was already hurting from all the walking in heels. Before reaching the hotel, I had to cross the traffic light. While waiting, this south african guy, out of nowhere just stood next to me and started talking to me. He started asking me where I was going, whats my name, blah blah blah. I was starting to get really annoyed that I started to fold my arms. Isnt that the general body language that someone is fed up with you? He then started asking if I was cold. Duh! When the traffic turned green, I quickly walked and there he was still walking next to me and talking to me. He doesnt stop asking me where I was going..blah blah blah. I didnt want to appear rude so I gave a one word answers to all the questions. There were times I couldnt understand his accent and had to strain my ears. It was getting annoying. When I had to go inside the building, he stopped and asked me to take down his number. Just to make him go away, I keyed his number in my hp. And before walking away I told him, "Sorry, I am in a rush." as polite as I could. He then asked me to take care of myself.
As I walked to the meeting, I thought to myself, that was pretty unusual. He was annoying, but not pushy. But it was still pretty unusual for a stranger to give you his number. And he is not local! I dont think any local guys are capable of doing this. Haha! No offence.
Suprisingly I was not shaken by this experience, I was a little annoyed, but I was not scared. If this had happened years ago when I was as timid as a mouse, I would have been really scared. One of the signs of growing up? Maybe.
Of course when I told Nurul about it, she laughed at me. Not a chuckle. She laughed ALOUD at me. Hellooooo. A little sympathy please. I dont even know how to react. If any of you reading this has ever experience something like this, please share your experiences so I will know how to react next time.
I am not even sure I want a next time. I might change my mind if the guy is cute. Haha.
| You Are a Classic Beauty! |
 You have a timeless beauty that looks great in every decade Instead following trends, you stick to what works And this means you never skimp on your beauty routine Upside? Your classic looks tends to attract gentlemen - not boys. |
I am desperately waiting for the last sentence of this quiz to be true.
Sorry if the site looks pretty cluttered and messy. I am in the process of moving to a new site. Please stay patient with me. When all is ready, I will announce the new webby address. Meanwhile please take a moment to vote in the poll on your left, it will take only a second of your time. I prefer to listen to the voices of others before making any major decisions. Therefore I would like to hear you voice. Thank you. I really appreciate it.
Something interesting happened on Wednesday on my way to meeting. I was in a hurry as I was already late. I was in CT Hall before that looking for cards but it was not there and I ended up being in the bookstore longer than I intended. It feels like there is a magnetic pull in the shop, stopping me from leaving the books without buying them. I decided to leave quickly and try my luck at Peninsula Plaza instead. So I had to forced my way through the busy crowd. It was the peak hours. I reached Dhobby Gaut station at 7.40. Meeting starts at 7.30 and there I was at 8.00 pm at Times, still looking for the postcards to be given to the new achievers later that night. This is why I hate doing things last minute. Same thing. There were so many books around, I got distracted! Its like the books are calling me "Browse me! Pick me!". Anyway I was finally done, I couldnt find the nicest card but was left with not much choice. So I left the store at walked over to Meriedien Hotel where the meeting was held.
My feet was already hurting from all the walking in heels. Before reaching the hotel, I had to cross the traffic light. While waiting, this south african guy, out of nowhere just stood next to me and started talking to me. He started asking me where I was going, whats my name, blah blah blah. I was starting to get really annoyed that I started to fold my arms. Isnt that the general body language that someone is fed up with you? He then started asking if I was cold. Duh! When the traffic turned green, I quickly walked and there he was still walking next to me and talking to me. He doesnt stop asking me where I was going..blah blah blah. I didnt want to appear rude so I gave a one word answers to all the questions. There were times I couldnt understand his accent and had to strain my ears. It was getting annoying. When I had to go inside the building, he stopped and asked me to take down his number. Just to make him go away, I keyed his number in my hp. And before walking away I told him, "Sorry, I am in a rush." as polite as I could. He then asked me to take care of myself.
As I walked to the meeting, I thought to myself, that was pretty unusual. He was annoying, but not pushy. But it was still pretty unusual for a stranger to give you his number. And he is not local! I dont think any local guys are capable of doing this. Haha! No offence.
Suprisingly I was not shaken by this experience, I was a little annoyed, but I was not scared. If this had happened years ago when I was as timid as a mouse, I would have been really scared. One of the signs of growing up? Maybe.
Of course when I told Nurul about it, she laughed at me. Not a chuckle. She laughed ALOUD at me. Hellooooo. A little sympathy please. I dont even know how to react. If any of you reading this has ever experience something like this, please share your experiences so I will know how to react next time.
I am not even sure I want a next time. I might change my mind if the guy is cute. Haha.
