Friday, May 04, 2007
8:49 PM
Part 2
"Slorr, what a coincidence ahh"
"Yeh, I am not late."
"Ya lor, so qiao."
Girls are weird, I thought we already had an arrangement, why do I have to pretend that its not.
They must have watched too many movies, and like to think that guys they met due to the thing called 'fate' is the best thing that can happen to their love life.
"Slorr, you talking nonsense lah."
"NONSENSE? Ok, let me tell you what is nonsense. Summer's beach, the guy must be good at running, with broad shoulders, dark complexion with a tint of redness, sparkling eyes and loud laughter.
Then he will call out loud the name of the girl, running towards her, carry her and spin 3 rounds anticlockwisely."
"Slorr, you siao liaoz ahh?"
"I siao? Ok, let's change a location then. Deep in the mountains, the guy must have long hair, gotta have the look of an artist, carries a sketching stand, a few pieces of drawings, and you can see birds stop over at his side, admiring his work. And there will be a girl whose the model, most probably naked."
"slorr, but these all very romantic mah."
"ROMANTIC? Hello miss, romance only survive in novels and movies.
In real life, the guy on the beach may step onto broken glass or the girl may be too heavy which tore his arm muscles.
Birds may just clear their waste on top of the guy in the mountains, or he might get a thrashing from the girl because he comments on the excess fats around the waist and hips."
"Slorr, you hate romance?"
"I hate romance? Nope, I am just using my knowledge of statistics to get a deduction, that guys must be TALL to be romantic, not HANDSOME!!! Some love novels even portrayed the guy as normal looking, but no-one dares to challenge the height of him! I object, because I am not tall."
"-Slorr.... objection overruled..."
I think I am really outstandingly bo liao, talking to her about these until noon.
"Slorr, are you hungry?"
"Ya, you leh?"
"Yes, guess its time for lunch...Slorr.."
"Then do you think we should?"
"Slorr, I am just asking. I don't intend to have lunch with you."
"Ok, good. I am not romantic, neither are you."
