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1986-09-08
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Atop a cliff overlooking the sea
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2004-10-10
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Dreamer//Tea Drinker//Graphic Designer
Real Name
Joshua
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Made you smile
Anime Fan Since
I was a young lad
Favorite Anime
Beck, FLCL, Fruits Basket, Love Hina, Nana
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Find my paradise
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Drinking on my kit, Drumming pictures, Drawing tea
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Drumming, Making food disappear, Making myself disappear
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Friday, June 16, 2006
This post is like a Bond movie
*waves*
Hey. Did the week treat you all well? Welcome to Friday, everyone.
I had a pretty sweet night last night (Thursday). I had dinner with two Brits (One being my godfather and the other, his visiting friend) and the dad. The one Brit who was visiting was a lot of fun to listen to. I mentioned before he looked pretty much like an older Hugh Grant. He did. Very much so.
We all went to this deli place and ate a lot. Then the Brit and I drank a lot. In my case not too much because dad was around. Otherwise I would've stayed until the early hours of the morning, to drink and chat my ass off about whatever and whatnots.
We had a spunky tall redhead waitress who was.... a fuckin' ditz but she was fun anyway. You see, Hugh (Let's call him Hugh) is a super big-shot head manager guy of stewardesses for British Airways. (I say big-shot in the nicest way, of course) He was telling me how he's got a slight advantage over being the captain. He gets longer breaks, he doesn't have to sit up at the front of the plane all bloody flight, he gets to interact with the passengers AND his army of stewardesses (who he's pretty much got command over) AND he flies where ever he wants and stays there for longer than an pilot... Why? Just because.
He also has quite a hefty worth... And to top it off, he's got that charming Britishness about him. He's an awesome guy, that Hugh.
Apparently, I've met him a buncha time before but I was too young to remember... Well.. 14 isn't too young but then who remembers 2 hours visits from people? So anyway, that was an awesome dinner. I wish I could've gone drinking with just him because having a job that include flying allover the place and a charm that attracts just about ANYONE, he's go quite a few stories to tell.
*nods* That went quite well..
Oh shit yeah! I got kimchiiiiiiiii!!!
I bought a good amount to last me for a long time... or so my dad says. *laughs* It's good, okay? What do expect from me?
bananafish suggested I should find someone who make homemade kimchi. Honestly, I don't think I'd run out if I had those kinda connections.. Besides, I wouldn't stop at kimchi, if ya know what I mean! *wink wink nudge nudge* Eh? Eh? Eh?
. . . .
Tough crowd.
I'm so diggin' my updated hair. Honestly, it makes me feel really good. I had some fun with it when I went to buy the kimchi. I went to hit up my favourite Asian supermarket "T&T". Maybe you've heard of it, maybe not. Anyway, they have everything there. EVERYTHING, damn you! So I grabbed a cart and went inside.
I don't think I've ever felt so uncomfortable entering a supermarket before.
All these eyes just zoomed on me. Okay. There's a perfect sound effect for the moment and I can't exactly let you hear it so I'll try to spell it...
"So I walk in then...
*wsssssssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*"
Yeah. *laughs* Time stopped or something. So the first thing that pops into my head is "Oh fuck. I look weird, don't I?" I was also wearing a black and white striped shirt so that might've caught some attention as well. But then I thought, "Oh fuck. Maybe it's my hair.." I was torn between the two thoughts but was hoping for the latter. It could've been a combination of the two, but who knows? In any case, it felt kinda cool.
I took my time walking up and down the aisles thinking "I'm getting kimchi and seaweed and my hair is all swishy... How do ya like dem appos?"
Okay. I hope I'm not coming off as cocky to you guys or anything. I'm just really happy about my hair. It's pretty much been a boost of much-needed self-confidence for me and after that colourful fit of madness I suffered awhile ago, I bloody need it. But that all ended when I stopped giving a crap about Kanon.
Speaking of Kanon, I forgot to mention that she's got friggin' spies. Yeah. Kanon has spies. You're probably thinking I'm overreacting but just hear me out for a sec.
When before return to the salon to wait for my sis (and eventually get the trim), I ran into some of Kanon's friends. I said my hellos and chatted with them for a few minutes. The next day, Kanon sends me a message saying "So you were in Chinatown yesterday?". I replied "Yeah, how did you know?" She explained to me that as soon as I ran into her friends, some of them phoned her and told her where I was.
And when I thought about it, it couldn't have been more obvious. I actually recollected one of the guys saying hi to me then going straight for his cell to dial someone up.
Is it just me or is that a bit fucked up? I mean, why on earth would they call her at the sight of me? It's a bit strange to say the least but i'm not gonna go nuts over it. I'm definitely still weirded out though. She also kinda wants to make plans with me sometime soon...
...it's too bad I stopped caring.
I've blabbed a bit too much this time 'round. Now go off and enjoy your weekends, everyone!
I'm gonna whip around in the other direction and walk away in slow motion now. Cue the music....
*laughs like a dork*
Okay. I'll stop with the hair thing.
Cheers.
- enin -
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