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my sc(hairy) encounter

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Guess where I am now??

Yes I'm a-type, type, typing away on the computer at Ratna's house!! Hurhur.

So I didn't go to Momo. Because I'd rather spent the night with that girl than go gyrate with some stranger. Save money and save those strangers. The dance floor will be safe again! Hurhur.

(Oh I'm listening to Backstreet Boys' Anywhere for You! Stim beb.)

Ratna is frantically doing her lesson plan. Aku relek-relek msn lah, blog lah, checkin out some hot bods lah... Hurhur.

I think I know why I am not a teacher. Because, as I have told Ratna, I would smack those kids yang tak cute tapi setep cute. Haha... So violent right, I know. Like, if I see any crying kids in the train, I would go up to their parents and say "Eh, control your kids, understand." Then turn to their kids and jitak sikit and say "Eh tiam-tiam, understand."

Hurhur. But of course I don't do that lah... I imagine only. I can imagine Arafah's shocked and horrified face, close to fainting. Don't worry okay Kak Pah. This imagination of mine only applies to kids who are not cute. Both of yours are ;)

OH ok I GOT to tell you this.

This morning, on my way to work, I saw something so AMAZING.

Something so UNBELIEVABLE.

Something so ASTONISHING.

Have I tweaked your interest yet?

I SAW A GIRL WITH HAIRY LEGS!!

Yes, you read me right the first time round.

Ok so this is actually quite natural. I mean, we can't really control hair growth on our legs, right? But we can control how long or short we want it to be. And this girl, she prefers hers long.

Ok from the outset, I want to say that it's perfectly normal for girls to let the day-old stubble show. We just cover it up with pants or jeans or long skirts, whatever. But we DO NOT go out in public wearing shorts and with hair on our legs, right? Well at least I don't.

And please eh, we're not talking about those forgivable stubble. We're talking about full-grown hair! And the hair on her legs were long AND curly lah sey! I kid you not.

When she walked into the train, the first thing I noticed were her legs. I was like "Wha.....??" And then I couldn't see the legs anymore because she was standing at a place where I couldn't see her. What would I give to have another glimpse at the legs, man...

I'm saying this at the risk of sounding superficial, but I feel that every girl should at least practice basic personal grooming. Then again, if she's comfortable showing off her hairy legs, why not huh... I give her the benefit of the doubt - maybe she's allergic to razor blades. Maybe she's allergic to shaving cream.

But whatever is it, she must be one helluva confident girl.

the enigma was spotted at 00:15