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WTH?!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009

AN OLD ANG MOH MAN HIT ON ME~!!!
and with old i don't mean like Russel Crowe old.
I mean SANTA CLAUSE OLD.
DUMBLEDORE OLD
MY GRAND-DADDY OLD.

I was working today
and this older gentleman came in.
and with gentleman i really mean like the Monopoly Uncle kind.
just without the hat.
or the old fashioned eye glass.
he asked for a coffee and a croissant.
when i brought it to him he was really nice
like the kinda guy whom you immediately relate to as YOUR GRANDFATHER.
He was so nice and sweet
when i went back to ask him whether he needed anything else
he told me that i was taking very well care of him
then he took my hand
which i let him cos i thought that he was such a sweet nice guy
and he said"I'm looking for a chinese girlfriend."
i'm not gonna lie.
i was kinda chuckling cos it took me by surprise
it was like a joke... which wasn't very funny.
and then i POLITELY rejected him...
i don't know whether i'm flattered or kinda offended

do i look like a mail order bride?!
is it cos i'm asian?
just cos i'm asian and currently a waitress so i'm bound to look for rich old ang moh guys?!
do i not look as if i can earn my own money?!?
CHOOSE MY OWN FREAKING HUSBAND?!

yeah i should just take a chill pill


6:38 AM

Paris
Thursday, April 09, 2009

because i just got back and am tired.
i will simply blog in pictures and captions
me near the bf's bed. really happy cos i got to sleep loads



in front of the opera house
with the bf at some square.

with the bf near the louvre.


i'm sure you guys recognise the place



just closer.
it really pissed us off that when we got there it was starting to close.
but we saw this egyptian exibition for free so it was still okay.


believe it or not.
this is our hotel
it was bloody far from the city
i don't know which idiot booked it.
and it was creepy empty
not to mentioned that the freaking front door was MILES away from the main street
because the hotel has a freaking large china wall.
i will elaborate again later
cos the bf is getting grumpy that i'm not sleeping yet


trying to make sense of the paris metro system.
it's like trying to untangle hair.




on champs elysee in front of the triumphant arch



right in front of the triumphant arch



i took this
that's why it's so pretty



because the bf loves me


did i mention we didn't go alone?




nora trying to look like the eiffle tower in the background





me right below it.



at the ass of the tower


the bf bought me the largest cotton candy in the world

need i say why i was grinning this big?




the lights turned on.
you cant see it here but it's really pretty
the tower looked sparkly all over
should check it out on youtube or something

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