How Mels sleeps on our bed. I don’t know whether he thinks I’m really tiny or it’s his subtle way of saying icanhazthewholebed.
For the idiot who thinks women go clubbing to get raped
It’s been about a week since I saw a stupid comment on a FB status. I wrote an entry about it but wasn’t satisfied. Removed it to edit it and BAM! What happens? For the second time, my tumblr app dies on me. Lesson learnt: DO NOT BLOG WHILE ON THE GO.
To those who already read it, sorry la, I know I’m repeating myself haha. But to those who haven’t… YAY! Sorta. Depending on what kinda person you are.
Status: “Do girls dress sluttily to clubs to 1) attract men OR 2) compete with other women? Or 3) some unknown reason?”
I thought my bestie’s answer,
“To accomplish (1) you have to first do (2)” was very nice. BUT of course this isn’t an entry about people who are blessed with a well functioning brain.
Instead, let me draw your attention to this moron:
(Random insert: At this point I’m so paranoid that Hoovy will walk across my keyboard and accidentally ‘cause me to press the ‘Cancel’ button. I’d be so bloody angry if I had to write this again!)
“i thinks its to attract Rapists so can there be a number 4?” along with,
“I feel that these girls are the most appealing targets for rapists cos rapists will hangout at clubs and wait for these girls to let lose themselves and get drunk and when these girls are lying down by themselves and being vulnerable it is the best time for rapists to strike. So by dressing sluttily to clubs these girls are in a way “asking for it””
JUST FOR THE RECORD, IT’S THE SAME GUY. And if you think I am making this up, trust me I’ve better things to do.
When he left his first comment, everyone pretty much IGNORED him so what did he do? Instead of realizing he’s a fucktard, he leaves a second one! A mighty composition on his point of view.
“I thinks its to attract Rapists.”
I THINKS. THINKSSSS. Melvin constantly calls me a “grammar Nazi” which I take as an insult (seriously who wants to be called a Nazi -_-) but yes I am some sort of a grammar nut. I thinkS being called a grammar Nazi is not nice. I thinkS my boyfriend should call me something else. I thinkS a lotS. I also apparently don’t know the difference between ‘its’ and ‘it’s’ but don’t mind me, it’s all that thinkingS that I doeS.
“wait for these girls to let lose themselves”
He makes it sound like women who go clubbing have been caged for a thousand years and then guess what? WE FINALLY BROKE OUTTA THAT FUCKIN’ CAGE AND SET OURSELVES FREE Y’ALL!!! I mean, that’s assuming he means “let loose” because I have no fucking idea what “let lose” is. Maybe he actually means lose, like lose your virginity to an almighty prowling rapist at the club.
“when these girls are lying down by themselves”
What kinda fucking club do you go bro?! Sorry la, but I generally DON’T see girls lying down by themselves in clubs getting raped. You MUST be one of those guys who thinks a KTV (the one with the whores) is the regular club everyone goes to. I mean yeah I can totally understand girls going wild there and lying down to “ask for it” because it’s their job dumbfuck.
Being the curious person that I am, I decided to ask the person who posted that status as much as I could about this guy. Turns out, his girlfriend goes clubbing. Like oooohhhhhh NO WONDER HE GOES ON AND ON ABOUT GIRLS WANTING TO BE RAPED. Because THAT’S how you speak about your girlfriend who enjoys a fun night out. No, no. Don’t respect her. Pfft. DON’T. That’s not what women want. What we REALLY want is to wear skimpy clothes to a club and get RAPED. REPEATEDLY. BY RAPISTS. WHO HANG AROUND IN A CLUB.
Firstly, I don’t think rapists are so fucking stupid as to get victims from inside a club and then proceed to rape them there as they are “lying down by themselves”. Secondly, if anyone is gonna consume alcohol and cause a problem, IT’S THE RAPIST HIMSELF. He’ll probably rape ANYONE under the influence- regardless of how much they’re wearing. You must be fucking chauvinistic with a ridiculously tiny pea brain not to be able to understand something as simple as this.
As Na and I were talking about this, she brought up a valid point which I fully agree with. Since this guy is completely illogical, if he actually thought about it, he should use the cubicle every single time he goes to the toilet. Hey, if some guy likes what he sees and proceeds to rape him, it’s HIS FAULT for WHIPPING OUT THAT COCK isn’t it? It disturbs me that there are men like that and what disturbed me more was a FEMALE liking his disgusting comment. A FEMALE. She was one of those who also barely made any sense while she was commenting on that status and just like this fool, she too wrote essays. ESSAYS OF CRAP. Not very interested in what she had to say though, haha.
I would have commented back instead of blogging BUT I remembered this quote I saw somewhere,
“Never argue with stupid people. They’ll drag you to their level then beat you with experience.”
AMEN TO THAT.
My happy lil old man!! LOOOVVVEEE HIM!!
For le boyfriend who seems to love chinchillas haha
(Source: jodasova, via paulaelizabethx)
I only have one treasure
Mel: “I only have one treasure…”
Me: *thinking he’s gonna say it’s me!!! awwww… hehehhehe*
Mel: “AND IT’S IN MY PANTS! It’s the taste that everyone loves**! :D”
Me: *motherfucker*
Me: “When you said you only have one treasure, I thought you were gonna say it’s me!”
Mel: “HAHAHAHAHA!! BUT I SAID IT’S IN MY PANTS HAHAHAHAHA. SUCH DIFFERENT EXPECTATIONS SO FUNNY!!! HAHAHAHAHA.”
**tagline from Marigold’s new strawberry pudding that he memorized two days ago
The result of make-up shopping yesterday. I am proud to say I didn’t buy all the colours! :D
A little bit on love
At this moment I am about to fall asleep from extreme exhaustion (from doing all the things that make me happy so no complaints haha) but I really hope I finish this entry before I fall asleep :)
As I was cleaning my room today and picking up half-drunk soda cans, along with plastic wrappers, I remembered telling myself,
“I am soooooo gonna make Melvin walk the ten miles to the kitchen to throw these away himself next time!”
But I snapped out of that in 2 seconds. Why? It’s not because I’m a pushover, it’s because I’ve learnt over the past few months that you can’t be so calculative in a relationship. It’s easy to say,
“Oh my god you’re just turning into this sad, loser girlfriend who cleans up after him.”
Take a good look at yourself, as a girlfriend or having once been a girlfriend. Is/Was there anything your boyfriend does/did for you that really wasn’t necessary? Or as his friends would say, he now has his ass whooped by a woman?
There are a ton of things that Melvin does that he absolutely does not have to. If I can’t sleep, I’ll ask him to tell me a bedtime story (yes, cheesy) but it’s entertaining and always makes me laugh, especially if I’ve had a particularly stressful day. Having a good laugh and a big bear hug helps me sleep really fast. On other days, he pats my back to sleep while he uses his phone or does his work. Does he have to do any of this? OF COURSE NOT. Does he go,
“Aye I pat you to sleep, tomorrow you better do my laundry ah.”
No he doesn’t.
Melvin does the dishes with ZERO complaints. He brings the dogs down for a walk if I’m napping or I’m really busy with something else. He helps me feed the boys if I’m out with my girlfriends. Is any of this his responsibility? NO. But he does it anyway sweetly and quietly, again, without EVER COMPLAINING.
He helps me with my work, tries very hard not to lose his patience with me when I would rather play with eyeliner than do what I’m supposed to (I’m sorry!!! I have issues too!!), doesn’t get mad at me when I fall asleep too early and he wants to catch a movie or something. The list can go on for ages but I think I’ve made my point.
If you’re gonna nitpick and be so calculative about your partner, then you better make sure you’re nothing short of perfect. So I have to pick up a couple of soda cans and grab his laundry from the floor (I’m convinced he thinks the floor is a washer, dryer and iron all in one), that’s just him being him (messy!!!) and even though I’m not messy (generally), there are a lot of other things about me that aren’t exactly adorable or fun but he loves me for me- the bad and the good and it’s made me behave the exact same way towards him.
Nobody’s perfect. Being in a relationship isn’t about constantly trying to tolerate everything or “put up” with all that “shit”, it REALLY is about appreciating your partner and loving them for all the amazing things they do, while accepting and putting aside (like GENUINELY put aside, not contain in a bottle and harp on it one month later) the things they may not be good at. If you constantly look at all the bad things, you’ll just keep seeing more and more of it and sooner or later the things you love (or loved) about the person will disappear completely.
So the next time you think about smacking your partner at the back of his head, think about what you’re like as a partner yourself. You may think that you’re so “giving” but that’s probably because you only ever think about the things you do, which somehow turns you blind to anything good he ever does. Okay but every now and then you should still smack your boyfriend la, sometimes they just need a reminder that the lights and air-con aren’t running on solar energy for example :P
Anyway, to all the couples out there, I hope you treasure every single day you have with your partner. To the singles who are looking, don’t ever give up on finding that one amazing person. And to my boyfriend, know that I love you and am grateful for every single thing, no matter how small, that you do :)
HUGS TO ALL! :D
Because it didn’t occur to me to take pictures during dinner and then during drinks later (-_- I know), all I have are pictures of us on the MRT, le bf with his face mask (post-drinking hydration haha) and us doing what we do best: lying in bed holding hands while being glued to our phones. LOVE! :D
Food for a heart attack- bacon, eggs and mayonnaise!!! YUMMEH.
A pie story
Okay this might seem like a really ridiculous entry and after this I’m quite sure a lot of you who don’t know how much of a control freak I am will finally discover the truth, haha. Anyway, the other day I was sharing a slice of pie with Melvin at Fruit Paradise (loooove the pies there) and I discovered something about him that I just think isn’t normal. Okay it’s plain WRONG. It wouldn’t have mattered if we weren’t sharing a slice of pie but we were and I tried so hard to control myself but eventually lost it. Hahaha okay let me explain!!!
Okay the fork in the picture below doesn’t show what I mean very well but I think you get it. When you eat pie don’t you kinda fork your way through every layer??! Melvin was like, kinda treating it like 九成糕 which drove me nuts!!! He was like slicing away the fruits first, then the cream and I was just thinking,
“Noooooooooo. All that’s gonna be left is pie base! I won’t get a nice even spoonful of fruit, cream and pie base! It’s just gonna be PIE BASE!!!”
Honestly, I do feel bad for him sometimes. He has to put up with a lot of weird shit from me haha. I’d like to believe that I’m generally quite chill as a person but I just HAVE to have certain things my way.
Yes so that’s the pie story :D
