:: Kid Gone Wrong ::

So I went shopping with my family since today is my grandmother's birthday. I was separated from my parents and I ended up at this mens' boxers section. No! Don't get me wrong! I'm not a pervert. I was lost in meditation, you know and I ended up going to the wrong direction. I'm a thoughtful person after all. No wonder the guys keeps on looking at me like I'm a trespasser or something.

Last night, I was online around eleven something and I was invited to a group chat like -- immediately! Three-in-one conversation. So my Chung Hwa friends were talking about this dance party thingy majigy in their school (I think). Yes, I was dumbfounded at that time since it was like straightforward. Now about the dance party.. we have to ask someone for the dance, right? Like typical high school dance party with all these girls wearing dresses and all that. It's the same thing happening in Chung Hwa.

I wasn't sure whether I would even want to go there or not. It's nice though going there and have some fun. The thing is: I don't like wearing dresses and I don't dance in public. Well, even if I dance in public I daresay I totally suck at dancing; slow dancing to be exact. Yea and my two gay friends by the name Lee Ann and Fluffy wants to know how I look like wearing a friggin' dress. No! It's not going to be cute or whatever. Seriously. A girl who looks like a friggin' tomboy wears a blasted dress? Funny.

-- but no. No dresses for me please. I don't mind though if I have to force myself wearing a darn suit or a tuxedo like the other guys. At least it looks good on me .. or worse. I don't know! It's just a suggestion really and I always wanted to wear a man's suit. Does that mean I have to go for that dance party, you guys? No right? .. Right?

W-well.. I'm sure that I'm going to be a bit b-busy at that time. Like you know, washing my laundry and stuffs, you know -- house works and all that crap. Right? So yea, I'll be leaving this one out.