I'm on a roll..
DK,
Don't freak out on me here, ok? Just hear me out.. I know I have stalker-ish tendencies especially if I want to find something out. The advent of Google has made things easier and more accessible. You type a few names and phrases and you get directed to exactly what you were looking for. Whoohoo! Instant access of information and random shizz about anyone.
You see, Mommy used to spend way too much time in the local gym.. Had a personal trainer, attended classes, did boxing. Not that I had a smoking hot bikini body but I did lose some unwanted pounds and got rid of my siopao face.
So I remember one evening while I was sweating it out and looking like a messy pig that someone caught my eye. I immediately told my personal trainer that a cutie just walked by - he was tall, toned, fair skin and had an absolutely cute baby face. To top that off, he has this I-don't-care vibe going on which totally turned me on. You see, girls like me like maangas looking guys, there's something so appealing about bad boys. M is my maangas mystery man.
I'd see M lots in the coming months but knew he had a pretty girlfriend who was petite and not sweaty and piggy like me. Fat chance at that now, right? I was like an awkward teenager who was giggly when I see him but can't even look his way since I'd get all red.
I knew his name since him and his buddies are pretty loud at the gym and his basketball jersey gave off his surname.. then came one day where I was bored and had nothing to do, day dreaming of his toned arms and shy smile that I decided to consult Mr. Google. It was pretty easy to find his Facebook but one page lead me to another and another and I was looking into his personal Multiply page (I know you've stumbled upon this post when you ask me about Multiply). He had his contact information posted there as he was selling some protein shake and stuff. Bingo!
My hands were shaking, finger itching and I grabbed my phone to quickly dialled his number. I just wanted to hear his voice, see if it's as sexy as I imagined it to be. I hesitated and cancelled the call. I was thinking what the hell was wrong with me? But fuck it, threw caution in the wind and hastily clicked redialled and soon it was ringing.
A guy with a throaty voice picked up the phone. I didn't know what to say.. I wanted to drop the call but he now has my number registered and that would be too rude. I asked M a few questions about his merchandise and was pretty accommodating in answering my questions. He even offered to meet up to show me and discuss with me what my options are. Naturally, I told him that I would think about it and really had no intention to do so LOL. When I was ending the call, he asked for my name and I almost said my real name to him only to change it to the last minute.
It was a few seconds of heaven for me. At least I got to talk to him and get kilig all over. Sometimes a girl has to do what a girl has to do ;p
Lame Mommy-o,
DK,
Don't freak out on me here, ok? Just hear me out.. I know I have stalker-ish tendencies especially if I want to find something out. The advent of Google has made things easier and more accessible. You type a few names and phrases and you get directed to exactly what you were looking for. Whoohoo! Instant access of information and random shizz about anyone.
You see, Mommy used to spend way too much time in the local gym.. Had a personal trainer, attended classes, did boxing. Not that I had a smoking hot bikini body but I did lose some unwanted pounds and got rid of my siopao face.
So I remember one evening while I was sweating it out and looking like a messy pig that someone caught my eye. I immediately told my personal trainer that a cutie just walked by - he was tall, toned, fair skin and had an absolutely cute baby face. To top that off, he has this I-don't-care vibe going on which totally turned me on. You see, girls like me like maangas looking guys, there's something so appealing about bad boys. M is my maangas mystery man.
I'd see M lots in the coming months but knew he had a pretty girlfriend who was petite and not sweaty and piggy like me. Fat chance at that now, right? I was like an awkward teenager who was giggly when I see him but can't even look his way since I'd get all red.
I knew his name since him and his buddies are pretty loud at the gym and his basketball jersey gave off his surname.. then came one day where I was bored and had nothing to do, day dreaming of his toned arms and shy smile that I decided to consult Mr. Google. It was pretty easy to find his Facebook but one page lead me to another and another and I was looking into his personal Multiply page (I know you've stumbled upon this post when you ask me about Multiply). He had his contact information posted there as he was selling some protein shake and stuff. Bingo!
My hands were shaking, finger itching and I grabbed my phone to quickly dialled his number. I just wanted to hear his voice, see if it's as sexy as I imagined it to be. I hesitated and cancelled the call. I was thinking what the hell was wrong with me? But fuck it, threw caution in the wind and hastily clicked redialled and soon it was ringing.
A guy with a throaty voice picked up the phone. I didn't know what to say.. I wanted to drop the call but he now has my number registered and that would be too rude. I asked M a few questions about his merchandise and was pretty accommodating in answering my questions. He even offered to meet up to show me and discuss with me what my options are. Naturally, I told him that I would think about it and really had no intention to do so LOL. When I was ending the call, he asked for my name and I almost said my real name to him only to change it to the last minute.
It was a few seconds of heaven for me. At least I got to talk to him and get kilig all over. Sometimes a girl has to do what a girl has to do ;p
Lame Mommy-o,
