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| It's never hot, I assure.My cousins and I at a festival. Lotus festival, if I must be specific. We used to go every year, everyday. Even the day before the actual festival. We'd use to hang out with a whole bunch a people (asian pack? haha!), most of which I never met. For years, we'd go and it'd be the same ol' thing, but it was always fun. However, one year it was different. Six years ago. It all started out with, you know, the usual. "Hey, K! These are my cousins: x, y, z." Yeah, you know. The intro. Then we all drifted from one place to another in a pack. Laughing, giggling, and just having plain ol' fun. Nice fun, of course. Anywho, my famillio stuck together most of the time. We would either lock arms, hold hands or just walking side by side. Ya know, holding hands and locking arms gets tiring sometimes, yo. Anyways, back to the story.
When I'm having fun, I don't notice anything. I seriously don't. In the afternoon, we were just standing around chit chatting about who knows what. I was chatting with one of my cousins in particular when all of the sudden she stops in the middle of her sentence. Huh? Dumbfounded I was, I look over my shoulders and my other cousins are whispering away like little girls. Curious George as I was, I walked over to get all up in the gossip. I have to admit, as a girl, I love gossip. I listen and trash it. Spreading it isn't my thing. Beyond the point. I asked what was going on and why in the world were my cousins looking over at the boys. Did someone like someone? Hellooooooo! Fill-me-in! At first, they didn't want to say anything and said, "It's nothing." It's quite obvious when you're huddled and whispering that something is in fact going on. After some minutes, one of my other cousins comes and interrupts my conversation. "Hey, a, b, and c likes you." Crazy. It can't be right. I haven't even given a rats to those boys. I've just been minding my own business because I really didn't want to deal with that stuff. It kinda kills the fun because the whole day you'll be thinking, "Do I have something on my teeth? What! Something on my face? Noooo! I'm ugly now! No boys will like me. Boo hoo." On top of that, I have to deal with the adrenaline rush. Which I always get at any event. At first, I was flattered. I mean, who wouldn't be flattered? But then, my cousin goes, "Didn't you notice? C was following you all day." Okay, now that's freaky. The day ends here.
The second day of the festival, it starts with all of us again and of course, C. This day, I did notice. He was following us. This started to become a game - how could we lose him? The park isn't big, which means it wouldn't be hard for him to find us. If he lost us, he'd call my cousin to find out where we were. Creepy, yes? (nod with me!) This went throughout the day. The last day of the festies, I knew something was going to happen. I mean, I'd never meet any of them again since I didn't go to school with them. I really didn't want to deal with boys on my days off of work. I'd hate the period where we'd have talking sessions. Just because I knew something could happen and I (girls) just want to have fun! In one of those talking sessions, a rumor went around that someone (not C, let's call him B) wanted my number. They had asked my cousin to give it to them, but my cousin said no because she didn't have my permission (thank goodness!) and to ask himself. Of course, C heard and tried to approach before B. Annoyed, I grabbed my little cousin by the hand and walked off. I came to have fun, not stand around doing nothing. My cousin called and asked where I went and to come back. I told her I was going to get a smoothie 'cause they are so IN at festies! Haha! My cousin and I got them and walked around. I didn't even see all the booths yet. Finally, my cousin called (for the 100th time) and we walked back. So, B asked and I told him no. Yeah, I rejected him. There's a reason though, I assure! My cousin liked him (the one that called) and I'm not that kind of person to get with or get to know someone on that level when someone else (esp. family) likes them. I mean, I hope they'd do the same for me too. Then, C came and asked too. He came with the smile on his face thinking that he would get it since I rejected the other guy. I said, the same thing, no. Ten minutes later, he left the festies. Yep, that was the last time I saw him, I believe.
You thought that was the end? You'd wish. That'd be pretty boring. He then found my myspace though my cousin and started posting messages and sending private messages. All which were ignored. When that didn't work, he gave my cousin a drawing and a letter. A drawing of? Do I really have to say it? Just guess. The letter stated something to this nature, "I know you're ignoring me and I just thought to tell you that I really do like you. Like love at first sight. You'll be the only girl for me." Oh gosh. What a load of bullshit. You've met me for three days and now we're lovers. Sorry hun, it doesn't work that way.
This is a lesson to all boys: don't stalk any women. It isn't appealing and not working in your favor.
The greatest compliments are when you're naturally you. No cover up, just beautifully you.  I know some of you are going to be like, "Dude, this doesn't match the post." I just wanted to say that, if you get a compliment when you're yourself. No make up. No fake laughs. Just plain you. That's the greatest & most genuine compliment you could ever get.
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Taking a break from my bright pinks and heading over to my French manicure.
BTW, that's my favorite hot pink! OPI Koala Berry. ;]
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| Would you ever consider changing your birth name and if so, what name would you pick?I did when I was younger because I wanted a common name. Now, I'm happy with my name. It's unique and there's only 2 in the world (this other girl stole it! She's 2 years younger than me. Boo.)
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| This is blog worthy. Srly.So I was about to get ready to go running (walking) and wash off the deep conditioning treatment on my hair. Yeah, an hour ago I damped my hair and applied the cream. Guess what? THE WATER IS OFF AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ugh! So I'm going to run in my (nice btw) PJs to my buddy's house early (not really) with my super creamy hair so I could use the shower. Screw you DWP! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!   
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