Dear Diary #2

Dear Diary (continued from Dear Diary #1)

And then...there's this guy, right......well, he did one of the nicest things ever....I told my mum via Skype and she said it was sweet too...

A bunch of us wandered into this magazine store and I immediately glued my eyeballs to Heat, a celebrity gossip magazine. No prizes for guessing what one of my secret addictions is!! But anyway, he bought me a subscription to an Aussie celebrity gossip magazine. Woohoo!!

The End of Diary entry, xoxo.


Let's analyse this on my blog :-

He got a "plus" for the surprise magazine subscription

The "minus" is that he doesn't live in Sydney...

He lives in Melbourne.

He is also Guy D in the blog post entitled Chivalry.

D stands for Dorky...

From now on, I shall call him Mr Dorky in my blog...oh yes, I think there may be a few blog posts about him because on the same day I received my first magazine through the post, he also sent me something else...

(to be continued...)

Bye Sydney

Having a brief flick through my recent posts and realise that I have been sprouting on about guys, dating, lovelife stuff - this is too Bridget Jones for my liking!

I may be boring you with too much talk about guys and whatnot...(but between you and me, I find it extremely entertaining...but I will save it for another day)

Instead, let me reveal a world exclusive - so exclusive that my mum doesn't even know nor any of my Sydney friends nor did I reveal anything on facebook...(so proud of myself for keeping it a secret - LOL)

I left UK for several reasons - one of them is to travel...

So, I'm happy and excited to reveal that I have tickets to leave Sydney in less than a week...woohoo!!

No more travel buddys...I am flying solo!!

I am due to start work in Sydney from December through to the end of January, so I thought I deserved a mini break before works starts!! I spoil myself too much don't I?

Don't get me wrong...I love Sydney...but I am also excited about leaving next week...

Where am I going? Well...hopefully I will have some interesting stories to tell when I return...

Open Relationships

I totally agree with "open relationships"....

Hold on, I mean Sexytooth's definition of "open relationships"...not the, "I am free to date / sleep with anyone I want" open relationship...but the relationship where it is not secret or hidden love...

I have met guys who want a relationship with me, but they are not prepared to share this with the world. These are the ones who when asked about who they fancy, they will not answer directly. "Who do you fancy?" "No-one / your mum (as a joke) / some celebrity" I used to tolerate some of these guys, but now all I have to say to them is "GET LOST!" because basically, they aren't real men! They are too scared / ashamed to tell people.

There are also those couples who don't answer directly when asked if they are dating or not. What is the deal with that?? It's simple - Yes we are or No we're not or We're considering it... Instead, they have that stupid smug look - "We know, but we're not gonna tell you" - well, to them, I say "GROW UP!"

Of course, there may be factors like their parents may disapprove of their relationship. Well, to that I say, if the guy is a real man, he would grow some balls and tell her parents how it is and where they stand. "I love her so we're gonna date" or something along those lines.

These are all simply MY opinions, so please don't get offended.

I will admit that I have been there myself - I harboured a secret relationship because he was too scared to tell / Maybe I am or maybe I'm not dating him / My parents might not like you, so don't tell them yet....

Screw all that! If I enter a relationship, it should be a happy time - so happy that you tell the whole world and be open and honest about it.

Okay, everyone who reads my blogs knows I declare all my relationships on blogs and even when they fail, I still declare it.

Anyway, so there's no relationship declaration in this post.

But this Sexytooth-boyfriend-wannabe has told his friends about me!! Yes, he has!! And I feel the pressure already!!! It's like, I am dying to tell my friends...but they're all so far away and rarely reply my messages...and so I will have to tell my blog readers...

I haven't got anything to tell except I think this guy must really like me as he has been telling his friends about me already. He doesn't even live in Sydney!!! I don't do long-distance relationships...What to do???

Watch this space...(the guy in question is also the guy in the Dear Diary post who did the sweetest thing...gosh, so many guys here...can anyone keep up? Cos I'm getting lost!! LOL)

May I also add that I did not intend to start a relationship in Oz because I have no idea how long I am staying here....but I think it's my Scottish accent which is attracting these guys!!!

I Have Been Set Free

Usually, I agree with the saying - "There are 2 sides to every story."

But in some situations, I personally believe it does NOT apply.

Example 1 - A murderer kills an innocent person. THAT IS WRONG! Definitely NO two sides.

Example 2 - A paedophile abuses a young child. THAT IS WRONG! Definitely NO two sides.

What I am about to reveal next comes from deep within my heart.

I was a victim.

And I let it eat me away for a while. I let it destroy me slowly...

One of my guy friends tried to sexually violate me. It wasn't like pinching my ass or trying to kiss me...it was worse than that...it was disgusting behaviour...no, I wasn't raped, but I dread to think what would have happened if I was too scared to fight back...but let's not go into details...sometimes, I still get the nightmares and relive the horror....

Anyway, if you know me well, you will know that I let people walk all over me. So I let this "thing" lie...and nothing was done about it...The apology was half-hearted, followed by the words, "GET A GRIP!"

I didn't really understand...I fought back the tears...I thought I was strong and could fight it alone...I let my heart harden...and I would constantly tell myself "I hate guys!"...

No, actually, I don't hate guys! It's just that I really, really, really dislike that guy! That guy swarms around fooling people about what a nice guy he is...but I know differently...

The stupid thing is - we remained friends for a while!! Until one night, I woke up after another nightmare and I prayed to God for a solution.

And like always, He answers my prayers because the next day, this guy confronted me, via text message. Without going into too much detail (as I am not trying to out him), he said I disrespect friendships!!

WTF? DISRESPECT???? I respect all my true friends dearly!!

What did I do? I wrote a long email expressing my hurt feelings about how he tried to molest me, etc. And I even ended it with an offer of friendship...YES I STUPIDLY DID!! What was I thinking? And I still gave him his birthday present! HAHAHAHA!!!! I am stupid!

Thank God, he had the decency to refuse the offer of friendship.

Even though, he was out of my life, I could still see the damage he has caused in my life.

I feel like I have hated guys since foreverrrrrrrrrrrr - especially after Abusive Exboyfriend and then Commitment-phobic Exfiance and then Mr Use & Abuse, and Mr Sexual Harrassment, etc - and then him - Mr Molester!

SICK!

For a while, I have had such low self-esteem...I think I don't deserve to be loved...I think all men are sh*t-heads...I think all guys are after ONE thing (usually, they are though)...I started piling on the makeup to get confident...etc...etc...

But I have recently made some amazing friends who accept me as I am...who do not think I am annoying or whiny....who think I am funny...who want to know more about me...who do not tell me to shut up when I am doing my crazy rambling thing...

And one more thing...I shared about Mr Molester tonight and my friend prayed for me and I feel like I have been set free.

No, I did NOT deserve it. Yes, I am a victim.

And it is my story...my side of the story...but then what would be his side - "She was asking for it???"

Sorry, but I have never ever ever ever encouraged this guy. Anyway, let's not play the guessing game of who is Mr Molester... (I refuse to even acknowledge him in my pieces of writing from now on...I will not let it affect my life!)

Instead, let's play the guessing game of who I really want to write about...oh, it's late...will have to save that for another day....

Dear Mr Molester,
If you're reading this, stop reading my blogs please - let me live my life in peace - thanks!

Dear Readers,
If something happens to me, e.g. mysteriously die under mysterious circumstances, then Mr Molester did it!!! If I don't blog again by the end of this week, it means I am lying dead in Sydney somewhere - please tell my mum I love her - thanks!

Guys...

Being Asian, there's a natural instinct for me to stick with my own kind.

Although I'm in Australia - the land of blonde hair blue-eyed surfer dudes - I still hang with the Asian guys.

Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but there are 2 types of Asian males :-

1. "Cool" Asian guys - I say quotation marks cool because I personally do NOT think they are cool
2. "Uncool" Asian guys - I say quotation marks uncool because I personally do NOT think they are uncool

I'm gonna break them down further...work with me here...

Cool Asian guy
- Hair will be dyed / highlighted and very textured with gel and in the style of Japanese / Korean / Taiwanese boyband celeb style
- Drives some flashy sports car which they like to rev up LOUDLY and pump music and may have Japanese / Chinese characters on the car
- Wears flashy designer clothes
- Has the lastest mobile phone
- May have a diamond earring on one ear (if both ears, may be gay...ahem...)
- Usually has a girlfriend who doesn't feel the cold and wears minimal clothing at all times and carries a designer handbag

Uncool Asian guy
- Thick black-rimmed glasses and does not know how to dress
- Looks like they may have been bullied at school and didn't have a girlfriend at school
- Gives the impression that they may have brains
- There are 3 types here :-

1. The Geek - up to date with the latest technology and loves computer gaming
2. The Nerd - find them in the library salivating over books
3. The Dork - speaks in a squeaky un-manly voice and comes out with dork-tastic sayings


And of course, some Asian guys don't fall into any of these categories because basically, they are Non-Asian guys wannabes wishing they were Westerners...this is outwith my understanding as I don't hang around them. As a general rule of thumb, I think these are the guys who are the sole Asian guy amongst non-Asian guys. Shortest out of the pack, will try and out-cuss them, will have the beaming red face in the Pub, but will continue drinking to compete with his Western brethen and fails miserably in getting girls at nightclubs, while his other Western bro's score.

In conclusion : I have guy(s) in my brain - argh!! shoot me now!!!! Which category suits me the best? Guess guess...

Dear Diary #1

Dear Diary,

Today I found out that a bunch of Aussie friends had been talking about me. They said that I looked young for my age. Compliment good!!

And then, even better - this guy friend stepped in and said that they shouldn't be talking about me and my age. How sweet is he??

This guy friend is such a gentleman, but if only I was younger...lol...

The tragic thing is - I looked in the mirror - WRINKLY-FOREHEAD-ALERT!!! Yes, my flippin' Botox has worn off since I had it done in July. DANG IT!!!!

Anti-wrinkle cream can barely sustain my youthful looks! Get me to a bottle of Botox and some needles ASAP - I will Botox myself!!!!!

But what really upset me is - I realised that I won't be able to have a baby before I turn the big 3-0 next year...not unless I meet Mr Right, get married and conceive by the end of this month!!!!!

That's just sh*t!!!! Yes, I said the S word!!!

Stupid biological clock isn't actually ticking...but it's just that I WANT to have a baby before 30. Maybe if my stupid bio clock would start ticking and then maybe I'd make more effort with guys.

Some days I CAN be bothered with guys, but some days, I CANNOT be assed whatsoever!!!

And then...there's this guy, right......well, he did one of the nicest things ever....I told my mum via Skype and she said it was sweet too...

(to be continued..)

Sydney Interview

I thought I would have a lazy day today, enjoying the sunshine and reading my new book - Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus. Little did I know that I'd be going for an interview in less than two hours.

Thank God for the wonders of make-up.

And bugger, I don't even have any proper shoes...I hope the dude likes studded sandals...and chipped toe nail polish!

Here goes nothing...

The Universal Problemo

Travelling has been an eye-opener.

Some places I have visited don't have the same problems as back in the UK, e.g. in Singapore, people there are too scared to commit crime and everything is so clean which makes a change from the graffiti and litter you see in the UK.

Some places I have visited do have the same problems as back in the UK, e.g. there are homeless people who beg on the streets.

I haven't travelled the world - to name a few since last year - Spain, Greece, Norway, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Malaysia, Singapore, South Korea, Australia, Dubai (- admittedly, I haven't stepped out of the airport in Dubai)...

Yes, so I haven't travelled the entire world, but I believe I have discovered what I like to call The Universal Problemo

This problem seems to exist wherever I go. I encounter it quite often. It troubles me somewhat. The incredible thing is - I HAVE THE SOLUTION!!

Yes, you read correctly, I, sexytooth, hold the key to unlock the solution to The Universal Problemo.

One more characteristic - The Universal Problemo only affects the MALE species.

The Universal Problemo = the question that troubles the male species when they meet sexytooth = "How old are you, sexytooth?"

Recent event #1 = I was revisiting this church when I bumped into this guy on the way to the toilet. I couldn't even remember his name. I smiled and said "Hi", and he said, "Hi, how old are you?"

Recent event #2 = I had just moved into my Sydney flat where there are 6 flatmates and 5 chickens. I met one of the German guys downstairs and after introducing ourselves, he also had the attack of The Universal Problemo...I answered "Twenties..." BUT he didn't let go, because the SECOND time I met him, he asked my age AGAIN, but this time like this, "How old EXACTLY are you?"

CRAZY GUYS!!

My usual comeback is "Why do you wanna know?" and the shy guys usually drop it. To shy guys, I award you nuls points...LOL!

But the other day, this other guy answered, quite bluntly (which I personally like, cos honesty is the best policy - but don't tell him that), "I want to see if you are dateable!" To honest guys, I award you my phone number...LOL!

There are those sneaky guys though. They won't directly ask The Universal Problemo, but they will indirectly calculate my age. "How long did you study at University?" "How long have you been working for?" "How old is your youngest brother and what is the age gap?" To sneaky guys, I award you permission to date one of my three sisters...double LOL!!!


Dear The Universal Problemo Affected Male Species,

Don't you know it's rude to ask a lady (yep, that's me) her age? I am as old as I feel and as young as I look!

Kind regards,

Sexytooth

Lucky Number 7

I received a text message from Mr G (see description of him from 2 posts ago)today and he congratulated me for my 1 week (= 7 days!)anniversary in the new place I am staying in (yeah, a bit strange but nice at the same time).

Woohoo! 7 days in my new place! But I haven't even spent much time here as I have been really blessed and been really busy meeting people and going to lotsa places.

Anyway, as a treat, I will treat y'all with 7(not-so-)interesting facts about me which are all from today, yes today, as in, of this day :-

1. My new favourite song is First Love by Utadu Hikaru - I uploaded it to my iTunes last night

2. I met an Irish guy today. He has nice blue eyes.

3. Someone complimented me on my accent "I love your accent!" - note : it was a girl

4. I bit my fingers repeatedly today to stop myself from cussing cos I was so annoyed about not being able to find a suitable ATM machine - it took me 30 minutes...I was ready to explode!

5. I received a wedding invite from someone I met in Australia!

6. I walked 20 minutes to the gym, in my gym gear, but in the end, I didn't even go in to do exercise cos I got hungry and went to the supermarket instead! haha!

7. I should be watching "This Is It" - the MJ film - right now with some friends, but I declined politely.

...And there you go...lucky number 7...one week down, 25 more weeks to go...

I Have A Secret

Everyone has secrets. Everyone!

It just depends whether they decide to share it with anyone.

And just imagine, if they shared that secret with someone...and then that someone shared it with another person and so on...

It wouldn't remain a secret anymore...

And so, I will be one of those annoying people who says, "I have a secret BUT I can't tell you!"

Don't get me wrong...I am a big blabbermouth and am dying to tell someone my secret...but it's just not the right time, not yet...too early...argh...!!! It's driving me up the wall though cos I need advice...

Can you guess what it is??

GUESS GUESS! Makes it more fun!!!

Chivalry

Sometimes I get really annoyed with girls. Girls who manipulate guys. Stupid guys. These girls know fine well that these boys will do anything and everything for them, but these girls will not be clear about where their friendship/relationship stands. And then, the girl will use and abuse the stupid guy till she finds a boyfriend and then, the stupid guy will be lonely again. Wake up stupid guys!!

On the other hand, I also get annoyed with guys. Non-committal guys. Guys who will date stupid girls who fall for their "I will always love you" line, but deep down inside, this guy knows fine well, he could never be with this stupid girl forever, but says these stupid corny crap cos stupid girls will fall for it, but runs at the sound of commitment. Wake up stupid girls!!

I like to give the "I am a manhater, not a maneater" vibe...but in fact, I like guys. Hanging out with guys is more fun than girls. And then, I also think guys like hanging out with me too......BUT...yep, there's a BIG but...

I have realised, in my story, that there are some guys who like to hang out with me cos they have a hidden agenda!!! Yes, they do. At first, they will be very nice and do all these nice things for you.

But when I make it LOUD & CLEAR (which is usually very blunt - I am what the Malaysians call "perasan"), e.g. "I ONLY like you as a friend; I will never ever fancy you...", there are 2 ways the guy reacts.

1. Still treat you as nice - either in hope, they will change your heart and win you over (it's a challenge) or that they are genuinely a nice guy (rare!)

2. Stop doing nice things and treat you like crap (very common - avoid these guys at all costs!)


I encounter a lot of the number 2's (PUN INTENDED!)

Anyway, I was reminded the other day of the word - chivalry - defined as respectful attention especially towards women

And guess what??? Since I started travelling in mid-July, I have met many new and colourful characters and then, I have met some chivalrous guys!!!

Obviously, I have met some nasty guys...nasty, nasty (I know who they are!)...but the chivalrous guys...wow...impressive!

I present to you the single guys who have made "The Chivalrous" list :-

Mr A
- The guy who sent me a facebook message, out of the blue, and described me as "stunning" even though when we spent time together, I had this ugly swollen eye thing going on and no make-up and geeky glasses look!!
- Chivalrous because he sees the beauty within

Mr B
- The guy who doesn't "allow" me to walk home by myself after a night out even though I live in the city centre and insists on driving me home
- Chivalrous because of his caring nature

Mr C
- The guy who initiates saying grace every time we eat together
- Chivalrous because he respects God
(- He also helped me when I was stuck in this social dilemma...but that's another story)

Mr D
- The guy who had a morning coffee waiting for me even though I already told him that I was gonna be late meeting him AND he opened car doors (we only got introduced the day before)
- Chivalrous because of his gentlemanly nature

Mr E
- The guy who has offered me unlimited Diet Coke (my favourite soft drink...shh!! bad for your teeth!!)
- Chivalrous because of his generosity


AND the non-single chivalrous guys :-

Mr F
- The guy who took care of everything AND carried my luggage when we went on a 24-hour trip together
- Chivalrous because of caring and gentlemanly nature

Mr G
- The guy who came over to help me move into my new room AND re-arranged furniture AND changed lightbulbs for me
- Chivalrous because of his helpful nature



In conclusion : Chivalry FTW!!!

SATC

So, I moved into this place in the city centre of Sydney! BEST location ever! Expensive too.

I have 2 male flatmates, 4 female flatmates and 5 chickens living in this house!! YES, for real!!

Anyway, so on my first day of moving in, I had my tv on (yes, I have a tv in my bedroom) really loudly, while I was vacuuming. I also have Foxtel - Aussie digital receiver box (yes, I know, digital tv!...and I also have a dvd player...yes, I know!)

Sex And The City the Movie was on in the background while I was vacuuming amongst all the mess.

I finished vacuuming and went downstairs to the kitchen to get a cloth and multipurpose spray. I was there for 5-10 minutes cos I met another flatmate and did a wee chit chat.

I come back upstairs but before I even open my door, I hear the loudest sex noises EVER!!!

Yes, the stupid movie had this bloody loud sex scene!!!!

My window was wide open and it is on the ground level where I HEAR people when they walk past so OBVIOUSLY they can hear what goes on in my room!!!

I frantically look for the remote control to turn down the volume. I scrambled through the mess and turned the tv off!!!!

Felt so embarrassed...

People who may have heard will either think :-

1. I'm a sex fiend!
or
2. I watch porn at LOUD VOLUMES!

It would be okay if I was a true SATC fan at heart...cos you know, I will sacrifice myself for SATC any day...but I don't give a damn about Sarah Jessica Parker and her friends!!!!

And now, guess what? The guy who lives directly below my room has been chatting me up!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Soon, Soon...

I am working on this crazy new project of mine; but getting easily distracted by lots of things - mainly, meeting new people and forming friendships.

It's really hard to get a balanced lifestyle.

My parents ask me constantly, "Have you got a job yet?" - and when they say job, they mean dentist job.

I don't REALLY want to get a job yet cos I need to spend time studying for this new project of mine.

But at the same time, I need the money.

Making friends require lots of money!!! Seriously, it's like a non-stop eating fest in Sydney. The food is bloomin' AMAZING!!!

Anyway, I think I need another couple of weeks before this project can be started.

Just wait for it...

I also got an idea for my book!! Woohoo!!