Someone once asked me, "Don't you ever want to try alcohol once in your life?"
My answer was "No". It still is no and will always be no.
I know a few people close to me who drink but I've never been tempted to try. I mean, I am one of those few people that can get high just by drinking plain water, so no, I don't feel the need to drink alcohol. The effects might be too scary.
Just ask anyone who's been there about what happens when I drink coffee. Or Spritzer Pop. Or when I get sugar in my system. I can giggle the whole night.
Oh yes, it's very scary.
A few people have asked me, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
My answer: "No. I've never had one"
And they'll be like, "You've never had one????"
And they'll give me this look that I translate as the "is-this-girl-lesbo-or-what" look.
Apparently I'm not the only one with the problem. A lot of people seem to think that if a girl my age does not have a boyfriend, they're lesbo. And it doesn't help my case that most of my close friends are girls.
But funnily, if a guy my age takde girlfriend, takde pulak orang ingat dia gay even if 95% of his friends are guys.
Like I said, I HATE ALL THESE FUCKING DOUBLE STANDARDS.
I know that I'm too picky for my own good. And I know I've said this countless times, but I don't think there's anything wrong with being picky.
I know I'm gonna sound selfish saying this, but I am sick of being a bloody caretaker. I've been taking care of my siblings for almost all of my life, so I'd like to have someone taking care of me for once.
Mind you, I didn't say I was waiting for someone who looks like Brad Pitt because I have looked at myself in the mirror and I know I'm not exactly in the running for the World's Most Gorgeous title.
Is it so wrong for me to ask for a guy who can be my rock?
And I also have this teensy problem with guys that are affected by the "I'm-always-right" syndrome. It annoys me to no end, especially when you know they're wrong.
Sometimes I feel like I see more boys pretending to be men than actually seeing real men. Some of them don't grow up, they just grow old.
Another question I get asked often is, "Do you mind if I smoke here?"
Usually I'll just smile and shake my head, but the fact is, I do mind if people smoke in front of me. The act of smoking still disturbs and disgusts me.
I cried when one of my closest friends told me she smoked. It startled the both of us when the tears started rolling down my cheeks. I still remember when and where that happened.
I can somewhat tolerate the act of smoking, but if possible, please don't do it in front of me. I hate seeing those things. And I don't want to die of secondhand smoke.
Please respect that.
My answer was "No". It still is no and will always be no.
I know a few people close to me who drink but I've never been tempted to try. I mean, I am one of those few people that can get high just by drinking plain water, so no, I don't feel the need to drink alcohol. The effects might be too scary.
Just ask anyone who's been there about what happens when I drink coffee. Or Spritzer Pop. Or when I get sugar in my system. I can giggle the whole night.
Oh yes, it's very scary.
A few people have asked me, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
My answer: "No. I've never had one"
And they'll be like, "You've never had one????"
And they'll give me this look that I translate as the "is-this-girl-lesbo-or-what" look.
Apparently I'm not the only one with the problem. A lot of people seem to think that if a girl my age does not have a boyfriend, they're lesbo. And it doesn't help my case that most of my close friends are girls.
But funnily, if a guy my age takde girlfriend, takde pulak orang ingat dia gay even if 95% of his friends are guys.
Like I said, I HATE ALL THESE FUCKING DOUBLE STANDARDS.
I know that I'm too picky for my own good. And I know I've said this countless times, but I don't think there's anything wrong with being picky.
I know I'm gonna sound selfish saying this, but I am sick of being a bloody caretaker. I've been taking care of my siblings for almost all of my life, so I'd like to have someone taking care of me for once.
Mind you, I didn't say I was waiting for someone who looks like Brad Pitt because I have looked at myself in the mirror and I know I'm not exactly in the running for the World's Most Gorgeous title.
Is it so wrong for me to ask for a guy who can be my rock?
And I also have this teensy problem with guys that are affected by the "I'm-always-right" syndrome. It annoys me to no end, especially when you know they're wrong.
Sometimes I feel like I see more boys pretending to be men than actually seeing real men. Some of them don't grow up, they just grow old.
Another question I get asked often is, "Do you mind if I smoke here?"
Usually I'll just smile and shake my head, but the fact is, I do mind if people smoke in front of me. The act of smoking still disturbs and disgusts me.
I cried when one of my closest friends told me she smoked. It startled the both of us when the tears started rolling down my cheeks. I still remember when and where that happened.
I can somewhat tolerate the act of smoking, but if possible, please don't do it in front of me. I hate seeing those things. And I don't want to die of secondhand smoke.
Please respect that.
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