Friday, July 19, 2013

Change

Yesterday on the way to Ikoma, I was walking around orchard area and this indian man came up to me and ask for a photo. Real nice guy, probably a bangala. So straightforward that was nice.

Ahaaa the wind right now is nice.  I'm writing this at macpherson bus stop while waiting for my bus. I'm 20m late for apel/leap but I don't care. I had cramps and my period started.

Then anyway yesterday when I got off my homeward bus there were a group of 3 China men. I haven't even stepped onto the ground yet when they shouted among themselves "TOUFA SHI ZHEN DE HAI SHI" "RAN DE"

Omg so loud and unaware. Dislike. They didn't have to shout indirectly at me. Like everyone usually looks and whisper to their friend at least, why u shout so noisy man.
Walking up and across my overhead bridge and they were staring and probably talking all the way

I always really really want to know what people are thinking/saying exactly when they look at me. At the same time, I don't want to know that anyone is looking.
It's extremely disturbing to not know! Most times when I have nothing on my mind I'll end up thinking from the person's point of view. Man this girl be cute or what the fuck or look at those legs lolol or ur shoes r so small

Most of the time I think of negative things and I end up self depressed and insecure kinda hilarious. But I love my hair. I just wish I was in harajuku or at least, in a place where it isn't otherwordly to have funky hair.

Chinamen, not my scene yo.

P/S, why so many perverted questions on my ask.fm?? I haven't felt offended yet but it's kind of uncomfortable but interesting too soooo like, ask about other stuff too that'd b nice thank u
ask.fm/andrealauraer

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