He Did Pay For The Dinner, I Felt Obligated
Since I’m such a repressed creature unwilling and unable to perform gestures of any particular magnitude and significance that may possibly shed light on how I feel (I wouldn’t want to know myself) towards a person apart from being warmly friendly - which barely allows for differentiation - I have gone on a shopping spree at New Urban Male. I bought three girl sized tees which I hope will help in my liberation through the wearing of the taglines.
Tee 1 reads No Car, No Condo, No Chance
Tee 2 reads My Tshirt Looks Best On Your Bedroom Floor
Tee 3 reads He Did Pay For The Dinner, I Felt Obligated
No prizes for guessing which Tee reminded me of Mr Dimples at first sight, such that I had an irrepressible urge to own it immediately for future flash and confide. In fact, I couldn’t resist sms-ing him subsequently that I bought this Tee precisely for the reason I was reminded of him. He said he really hopes it looks nice. I didn’t reply, ‘cos I can’t continue. Don’t know why, but I kinda became deflated upon subsequent reflection on the plausible meanings. The Tee will be amusing if he had a sense of humour. Then again, upon closer reading, it could be taken negatively. Which means…bummer. Waste my $$$. Fine. I will just be rude then.
New Urban Male rocks, nevermind its reputation as a gay shop. It carries great tops (no pun intended). The guys working there were okay, not particularly cute but helpful and thoughtful. So I have found a new place to squander more $$. Yay! To liberation!!!
Long-suffering companion of the day: Minxiu, who has to endure the indignities of being treated like the pseudo boyfriend – aiyo, this looks nicer on me, or this one – and some more in a shop that he comes across as somewhat shy in. Still, that's only justified karma for maintaining a boring blog. Can you please blog more salacious stuff.
Tee 1 reads No Car, No Condo, No Chance
Tee 2 reads My Tshirt Looks Best On Your Bedroom Floor
Tee 3 reads He Did Pay For The Dinner, I Felt Obligated
No prizes for guessing which Tee reminded me of Mr Dimples at first sight, such that I had an irrepressible urge to own it immediately for future flash and confide. In fact, I couldn’t resist sms-ing him subsequently that I bought this Tee precisely for the reason I was reminded of him. He said he really hopes it looks nice. I didn’t reply, ‘cos I can’t continue. Don’t know why, but I kinda became deflated upon subsequent reflection on the plausible meanings. The Tee will be amusing if he had a sense of humour. Then again, upon closer reading, it could be taken negatively. Which means…bummer. Waste my $$$. Fine. I will just be rude then.
New Urban Male rocks, nevermind its reputation as a gay shop. It carries great tops (no pun intended). The guys working there were okay, not particularly cute but helpful and thoughtful. So I have found a new place to squander more $$. Yay! To liberation!!!
Long-suffering companion of the day: Minxiu, who has to endure the indignities of being treated like the pseudo boyfriend – aiyo, this looks nicer on me, or this one – and some more in a shop that he comes across as somewhat shy in. Still, that's only justified karma for maintaining a boring blog. Can you please blog more salacious stuff.
4 Comments:
And neglecting my work in the process, some more. It's 2am and I only just finished. Hmph.
I'm worth it :)
Besides, you adore Procrastination.
I totally agree!
qw
Then wats the H and the D?
Ange,new urban males is like the hippiest place! Check out their beach wear, it rocks!
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