i was on the phone with my friend Shirley and she was all maudlin and sounding so upset. I knew she was going to tell me something that had caused the depression (maybe you might think depression is too strong of a word, not until you know the whole story).
So, after routinely talking about what's happening in life and bla bla bla, it's finally come to the story time, and i had already prepared myself to give a counselling session.
"i went to a club in Darling Harbour on a friday night, and i was with a friend of mine when i noticed this guy who happened to stare at me when i looked towards his direction. it came from my sixth sense that he is a hong kong guy (shirley has always wanted to date an asian guy who can speak cantonese, well, mandarin is a bonus afterall). I thought there was some spark going on between us thus i mustered up all my courage and set myself ready to pick him up. i marched forward towards him and started to ask if i can get him a drink. Here comes the highlight of the story!!! i was totally petrified when he started talking to me with his "girly voice"
"oh no thanks, i already have one. you meet my bf, bla bla". i was too embarassed to just walk away, so i tried to keep up with the conversation with him while my heart was bleeding profusely! " Shirley told me the whole story and to be honest, i could feel her pain.
So here is the deal, her first time (picking up guy in this case) in Sydney has been given to the wrong guy, and obviously the dream of i-will-eventually-get-a-nice-guy-when-i-least-expect-it has been shattered and left her all in a trauma ! i think that'd be a stark nightmare for the all the girls whose gaydars are never working.
Shirley has then developed a tentative phobia towards guys and think that all the guys she saw or sees are gays. How sad could that be? i could really imagine how the hong kong guy had given her a rough time which i believe wouldn't be compensated in a short while.
Afterall, who could be blamed? The diversity of sexuality has made the world colourful yet simultaneously made the world more complicated and unpredictable. You will never know when is it going to hit on you and how well you can handle it. Afterall, it's not only the case of straight girls going for gay guys, it also involves gay guys going for straight guys or straight guys going for gay girls. It's an endless cycle that you have to be prepared to get involved with.
How fabulous is it if someone can ever come up with a radar that can tell you whether a guy or a girl is straight or gay. There wouldn't be so much pain for the all of us.
i remember i came across an interesting phrase used to serve as rejection " oh sorry, it's not you, you're great, but it's your pussy, i like c***." (sorry for the vulgarity)
Afterall, it's worse than a rejection !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So, after routinely talking about what's happening in life and bla bla bla, it's finally come to the story time, and i had already prepared myself to give a counselling session.
"i went to a club in Darling Harbour on a friday night, and i was with a friend of mine when i noticed this guy who happened to stare at me when i looked towards his direction. it came from my sixth sense that he is a hong kong guy (shirley has always wanted to date an asian guy who can speak cantonese, well, mandarin is a bonus afterall). I thought there was some spark going on between us thus i mustered up all my courage and set myself ready to pick him up. i marched forward towards him and started to ask if i can get him a drink. Here comes the highlight of the story!!! i was totally petrified when he started talking to me with his "girly voice"
"oh no thanks, i already have one. you meet my bf, bla bla". i was too embarassed to just walk away, so i tried to keep up with the conversation with him while my heart was bleeding profusely! " Shirley told me the whole story and to be honest, i could feel her pain.
So here is the deal, her first time (picking up guy in this case) in Sydney has been given to the wrong guy, and obviously the dream of i-will-eventually-get-a-nice-guy-when-i-least-expect-it has been shattered and left her all in a trauma ! i think that'd be a stark nightmare for the all the girls whose gaydars are never working.
Shirley has then developed a tentative phobia towards guys and think that all the guys she saw or sees are gays. How sad could that be? i could really imagine how the hong kong guy had given her a rough time which i believe wouldn't be compensated in a short while.
Afterall, who could be blamed? The diversity of sexuality has made the world colourful yet simultaneously made the world more complicated and unpredictable. You will never know when is it going to hit on you and how well you can handle it. Afterall, it's not only the case of straight girls going for gay guys, it also involves gay guys going for straight guys or straight guys going for gay girls. It's an endless cycle that you have to be prepared to get involved with.
How fabulous is it if someone can ever come up with a radar that can tell you whether a guy or a girl is straight or gay. There wouldn't be so much pain for the all of us.
i remember i came across an interesting phrase used to serve as rejection " oh sorry, it's not you, you're great, but it's your pussy, i like c***." (sorry for the vulgarity)
Afterall, it's worse than a rejection !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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haha...interesting post...
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