2. Met up with the cutest of cute Koreans and headed to Seoul. Mystery Man and I listened to my ghetto Rio on the bus and we cruised into Seoul with smiles. The game plan was simple, we were going to go shopping in Myoung-Dong. Mystery Man is Korean born and raised but he's never been to Myoung-Dong, I was shocked!
3. Last year my ex had given me a wicked hot pink Louis Vuitton wallet. It was shinny, it was so pretty, it was very cool ... it was stolen. Yup! When I went to Canada this past year some girl stoll it from me. So today we searched out a new wallet. Gotta love Korea and their awesome imitations! Mystery Man took me to this one shop where they had us sit behind the counter and look through a catalog. I made my selection and then they sent some random worker to go get it from some other place. I couldn't help but laugh though. Korea is known for their awesome imitations but here we were hiding behind the counter, as if walker-byers didn't know what was going on... ha, ha, ha. They ALL buy imitations!
4. Definitely the funniest thing that happened today was when Mystery Man turned to me and said he's a "cake runner"... I laughed so hard! Back when I worked at the club in Toronto, there was a guy that worked specifically for my boss. It was kept on the low-down and so we didn't know what exactly he did, but we all knew it was illegal stuff. He was called "the runner". But I've never heard of cake being illegal... ha, ha, ha. Turns out Mystery Man was trying to say he's a "quick learner"... oh my gosh! It was hilarious and I'm giggling now just thinking about it.
5. Around 7pm we headed back to Cheonan. It's always nice visiting Seoul but it's nicer coming home. We arrived an hour later and then headed to Mainz for LOTS of food! We did a lot of walking today and so I guess it's fair to say we worked up quite the appetite because between the two of us, we ate FOUR servings of meat and a whole extra plate of mushrooms... it was so delicious!
6. They say some things are too good to be true and well, today was too good to be true but it all crashed in the late evening when I sat down with Mystery Man for a chat. Our casual chat quickly turned serious and
then turned sour.7. Turns out being the "Good Girl" means getting extra doses of heartbreak, guy's games, silly drama, and gets me nothing but friends. I'm sick and tired of it. They say good guys finish last well, good guys, at least you get to finish. Us good girls don't even get a chance to finish... somewhere along the path, people forget about us. Guys always say they want a good girl but in reality, it seems they like quite the opposite. Being the good girl flat out sucks and so tonight I announce my retirement. I don't want to be the good girl... I'm not cool with being the bad girl but I'm definitely through with holding back to spare other people's feelings. It's always me who gets the cheap end of the deal and I'm so done with settling so that others can have first priority. Maybe I'll try being the "Selfish Girl" for a change. Recently I've found myself in quite the perdictament and it's been really hard for me to deal with. But today I snapped on the issue. Since when did being happy become so hard or have such restrictions?! I can't be happy right now because of someone else and honestly, it's making me quite bitter towards this person.
8. As if the evening wasn't enough drama for me, I came home in tears only to receive more grief!!! You see, when I leave the house, I put Mi Nam in the bathroom with his favorite pillow. Turns out the pillow is no more a pillow. Instead, it's one big piece of black material on the floor and about a gazillion itsy-bitsy foa
my balls!!! It was awful.9. When I opened the bathroom door, the wind cause by the door's motion sent about a billion and one of those tiny foamy balls into the air and about another few thousands into my hair, on my clothes and INTO my mouth! I choked on a good couple hundred of them. Poor Mi Nam's eyes were lined with this foamy balls.
10. With no vacuum in the house, I had to be creative with how to clean up the mess. The balls seemed to be like rabbits and multiplied with every sweep of the broom, so, I literally sprayed down my bathroom and family room with my shower head! Down the drain a few billion foamy balls went. After about 2 hours, I gave up for the night. My bathroom floor was back to normal but now my clothes I was wearing were bombarded with these ultra-clingy, foamy balls.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What's so good about being the Good Girl?
QUOTE OF THE DAY....
In these matters the only certainty is that nothing is certain.
-- Pliny the Elder
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