Thursday, May 25, 2006
i am insulted. someone just called me a clone. i told him to eat his hand. and i can see the confused look on your faces. for one, clone to me= typical girly girl with big eyes and long hair. throw in some hairdye, a tiny skirt, and the act cute factor and you get a clone.
and as you may be wondering what the hell am i talking about? well, look around. go on. look around you and tell me what are the girls wearing? what are they like. walk along the streets of orchard road and you get your answer. if you want your answer quick, take a walk around school from one end to the other. and by judging how small nyp is, it isn't difficult to come across a clone.
they all look alike aka the longhairbigeyes, they dress alike, and probably even sound alike! all walking carbon copies of one another. clones. yes, im probably sterotyping but what can i say? guys like them. guys don't just like them, guys
love them. girly girls. yes i am a girl but well, not all girls are clones. i for one, can safely say that
i am not a clone. it infuriates me to think that guys think girls are all the same. well, at least majority of the guys think that way.
i remember having a debate with one of my guy friends over lunch, a group of us girls and him, this one guy were having a debate over clones and how they are all the same and how different we are from them and blah blah blah. ha. now come to think of it, the results were damn funny lah. my friend, the guy, said that girls or rather clones from what we described were cute and
sexy. WHAT?? cute i understand. sexy???? that seriously brings a whole new meaning to the word sexy man. and then there was another debate as to how he defined sexy.
acording to him, sexy= less cloth. if a girl wears
shorts, or a mini, she's considered sexy. wait wait. shorts = sexy?? i will never wear shorts in front of him again. ever. my whole life, i've been wearing shorts to school and he didn't say anything until that time and all the girls at the table just burst out laughing. so if a maggie Q wraps herself up as a mummy, she's not sexy. doesnt matter if she's maggie Q cause its not sexy. shit him man. ha
after that debate, we went into cheers and stood at the magazine rack, pointing and laughing at the cover girls and what they wore. as usual, the bikini clad babes were defined as sexy according to him. why am i not suprised. hmmm... oh did i mention that he said he attracts gays more than he attracts girls? whahahaha he's so funny to laugh at. he and his weird logic. thank god none of my girlfriends are clones. they are all individual minded girls who don't give a damn as to what people think. especially that guy friend. =]
that aside, im almost done with the bestest book i've ever read besides memoirs that is. its called ' Ender's Game' by orson scott card. its sci-fi and i rarely read sci-fi cause it's boring. but this book, it's addictive. really. its about genius children who off to battles. and although it revolves around space and stuff, its as if the children are not kids at all. they talk and act like adults. the author got a lot of criticism apparently cause when adults read the book, they were furious at how he portrayed children to be like. no hint of childishness, innocence. but when the gifted children read the book, they wrote to him to say that this was exactly how they felt and how they thought. i love it. i love the battle scenes, i love the way he describes stuff, i love the plot, i love ender. so young yet so old. go read it. its really good.
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