Wedding Photos

I got married last week. Where are my congratulations? Hello?

Oh well, if you wanna see pretty pictures, then you're gonna have to click on this link to my blog and then find the link from within! =)

I AM ENGAGED!

Yes, I am engaged!
What are you doing here? How many times do I have to repeat myself? Go to www.lingtung.com - Anyway, read my website to find out about the proposal

Hello Reader...

Hello! Hello! Hello!

Did you not get the memo?

www.lingtung.com is where it's all happening!

Do you like food and do you like porn? Together, you get the deadly combo of FOOD PORN!!

Yeah, it's all happening in my new foodie blog www.ilovefoodporn.blogspot.com

See y'all there!

SURPRISE!

As promised, I shall reveal my secret...

Last year, I said a beautiful goodbye to my Xanga blog and moved here to Blogger...

Now, I am saying goodbye to my sexy Blogger and moved over here - www.lingtung.com

Everything is there! Please take your time and read through the Archives - I spent months editing and re-editing all the blog posts and even included more secret stuff in there...

Please join me...

Goodbye Blogger, you have served me well...

Trumpets Please...

Faithful fans of my blog know that I declare (to the public) the most important things in my life on my blog first and foremost.

Reminders :-

- When I passed my finals and became a dentist (back then, facebook was non-existent to me)

- When I started and ended relationships

- When I decided to leave UK and go travelling

For some bizarre reason, I constantly update my facebook status to my (some are so-called) friends with my everyday things (some people actually find it entertaining) but I don't use facebook to announce important things.

Whereas, on my blog, I tell you - real friend / silent reader / random stranger / haters but STILL read my blog - ironic but true), the deepest major things in my life.

I have another important secret to share...within 7 days, I will do so. Please stay tuned.

If you're not on my facebook and don't know my current daily status (or if you ARE on my facebook and can't read my status because you don't deserve to know!), then I will let you in this time...

Facebook status of 14/2/10 - Day 3 of being ill. Today I am suffering from a paracetamol-resistant headache and mega-dizzy spells. Determined to get up and go out for dinner. Happy Chinese New Year and Happy Valentine's Day

Within 7 days...I will keep to my word...

Meanwhile, let's see if anyone can guess correctly...please comment (those who are in the knowledge, hush please)

xoxo

The Honeymoon Stage

I have made a number of friends in Sydney and surprisingly, the majority of them are single.

And if you have been a faithful fan of my 6-year-old blogs, you will know that one of the topics I love to write and talk about is DATING.

My Sydney friends have given me a new name - Love Guru.

I have given guys and girls practical advice about meeting guys/girls and dating guys/girls.

(I will provide links to these blog posts later once I have sorted it out - please be patient with me.)

Anyway, ever since I started dating, these friends have noticed the changes in my appearance. Instead of looking my usual glam self, I have become rather scruffy i.e. no make-up and wearing old rags plus wrinkly forehead (due to Botox wearing off...)

I have confidently shared to them that this is on purpose. After sharing with them, they named me Love Guru. I will now share with you.

Here is the reason why you can afford to look scruffy at the START of a relationship.

Relationships go through many stages.

The initial stage is the "Honeymoon stage" where every day is a happy, smiley, sunny day because you know that you have acquired a newfound other half.

You no longer have to face the dreadful mornings of waking up to go to work or face studies feeling unwanted and unloved because you have acquired a newfound other half.

If you see a couple showing PDA (public displays of affection) or if you hear a love song, you no longer have to pine for someone because you have acquired a newfound other half.

Before you sleep at night, take a look out the window. Because let me tell you something - the moon and the stars that you see are the same moon and stars your newfound other half sees. You can sleep with a silly smile on your face because you have acquired a newfound other half.

Are you with me so far?

So in this Honeymoon period, while your other half is blinded with love / sun / clouds / moon / stars, use this opportunity to show your other half the downgraded version of you.

Girls, this means : wear less make-up or none, if you dare! Dress in your casual wear. Don't wear heels. Wear your glasses instread of contact lenses. Relax your diet and put on a couple of pounds.

Guys, this means : use less hairgel, grow some stubble and workout less.

Girls & Guys - this does NOT mean : Don't shower and stink of B.O. Please continue to brush your teeth and floss!!

Your other half will react in one of two ways :-

1. No change - This is GOOD NEWS. This means that they are so blinded in love with you that no matter what you look like downgraded, they still love you. It means that in the future, when you will eventually downgrade (i.e. cannot maintain your current youthful looks), they will still accept and love you because they have seen it before and won't be shocked when you suddenly have a bad hair/face/body day.

2. Complain - This is also GOOD NEWS. This means that they are superficially in love with you and that they will not accept the downgraded version of you. This relationship will probably end as soon as you have a bad hair/face/body day. Therefore, get rid of them before they get rid of you! You are better off without someone who gives superficial loving.


You don't believe my theory?? Take a look around today.

I bet you will see a hotty with a not-so-hotty - either :-

a) A good-looking hunky guy cuddling up to a short, fat and not-so-good-looking girl

or

b) A spotty, nerdy, lanky guy cuddling up to a hot ass girl

Once upon a time, they were both hotties...but at the Honeymoon period, one of them became not-so-hotty but because the other hotty half was so blinded by love, it did not matter. And they both lived happily ever after. The End.

In A Relationship

After the traumatic break-up of my previous high-profile relationship (you know the one where I was engaged but didn't get married), I knew it was never going to be easy to enter another relationship.

I have noticed that I have behaved differently in this newfound relationship.

Every relationship is different and I am not comparing them. I am just comparing the way I have changed.

1. I have become more private. Instead of announcing the relationship in my usual loud-and-proud manner, i.e. via blog and facebook, I have quietly and subtly declared it slowly. There are no photos of us plastered all over any social networking site. I didn't accept his relationship request on facebook immediately. Maybe I am scared of another failed public relationship?

2. I have become quite insecure. According to him, I constantly ask for his reassurance - "Do you love me?" "Am I pretty?" I mean, seriously, WTF is that? Maybe I am scared he will leave me too?

3. I haven't named our kids yet!!! HAHA!!! Maybe I am just taking it easy in this relationship?


Anyway, I haven't analysed it enough so I am not really sure what it means...

All I know is that I feel extremely blessed and loved and there have not been any crazy dramas yet. Maybe he will tame me, the self-proclaimed drama queen...

Galbi Tang

Last week, my friends and I were at the beach when this European guy approached my girl friend Miss JJ. He was carrying a bottle of beer and asking bizarro questions. I have learnt from previous experience to ignore and walk on when strange men approach me.

Miss JJ is a nice girl and too polite to tell strangers to get lost. She even gave him her REAL name!!! I just didn't like this dude because he was clearly alcohol-intoxicated and the scary part was when he followed us...

I gave her some wise words later - "Miss JJ, NEVER ever give strangers your REAL name. Always have a fake name ready!"

My sister, Sista 4, also agreed and we shared our fake names. Sista 4 usually goes by the name Sharon. She also has a fake Chinese name - Ga Ling!

I usually use the name Sarah. Plain and simple.

However, after a silly night out, we decided to change our fake names.

Miss JJ became Fergalicious Bring It Take It Bimbimbap Chan.
Sista 4 became Bimbim Bap.

Ridiculously FAKE! Anyone can spot that these names are FAKE a mile away!!!

I, on the other hand, choose a more discreet and believeable name - Galbi Tang.

Galbi Tang is actually Korean beef soup!!! LOL!

Well, a couple of mornings ago, I was innocently walking to work, slurping on my freshly-made smoothie. I walked into the building and pressed for the lift when this dude started talking to me.

Dude : Hi, is there a coffee shop near here?
Me : Oh I dunno. I'm new here.
Dude : Hey, is that a Cantonese accent I hear? (wtf is a Cantonese accent??!!)
Me : Erm, no. I'm Scottish.
Dude : Oh yes, I can hear it now...

(Lift arrives but the Dude keeps talking...)

Dude : But you look Cantonese... (okay, I'm Chinese and EVEN I cannot tell whether Asian people are from China or Hong Kong or Malaysia or Singapore or Japan or other Asian race so how can this Caucasian dude know?)
Me : Erm...well...my parents are from Hong Kong...
Dude : HONG KONG? Wow! I'm planning to go there next year and I'm also taking Cantonese lessons...Ngor jong yee heung gong...(= I like Hong Kong)

(I press lift again)

Me : Oh yeah, that's good...
Dude : Hey listen, why don't we get together some time and we can discuss Hong Kong together? I'll give you my business card. I'm Dude and what's your name again?
Me : Sexytooth (DOH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He caught me off guard and I gave him my REAL name!!)
Dude : Do you work here?
Me : Yes...(DOH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm usually good at lying...what happened???!!) Do you work here?
Dude : No I don't.

He hands me his business card. We say our goodbyes. And then guess what? He walks out the building....

Yes, the stalker Dude followed me into my work building after spying me on the streets!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stalker alert!!

His business card claims he's a doctor and he owns some medical clinic...and he has bad teeth btw.

I hope he doesn't come looking for me. I feel so dumb for giving him my real name. It was an opportunity for me to use my fake name Galbi Tang but I wasted it. LOL.

Timing Is A Bitch!

Timing is a bitch!

Why?

I was bumming around in Sydney on my lonesome...eating out alone...seeing sights alone...taking photos alone...(when my friends were working or studying). Then I got a job - wahey! I started work on 9th December 2009...and guess what? My sister, Sista 4, arrived in Sydney the next day! She bummed around in my flat or did things on her lonesome when I was at work. Timing is a bitch! #1

I had a week off work for Christmas and New Year, so we were able to spend some time together visiting New Zealand.

And then my Norwegian friend, Mr Norway, arrived in Sydney to pay me a visit. He arrived on the first day I started back at work after the holidays. Timing is a bitch! #2

Good thing is, Sista 4 & Mr Norway had each other to sightsee with.

But this is taking the mickey...I just found out that I am finishing up work next week instead of mid-February because the dentist I am covering for, is feeling better after heart surgery...

Sista 4 leaves on the 20th January. I finish work on the 21st January. Mr Norway leaves on the 23rd January. Timing is a bitch! #3

This one is the biggie... My UK dental registration payment was due on 31st December 2009. My dad only showed my sister, Sista 2, the letter on the 29th December. She tried to contact me but I had just changed my phone number PLUS there was no internet access in New Zealand (we were up north) and some miscommunication later, the payment was not made. I found out on 2nd January 2010. I am now no longer eligible to work in the UK unless I pay triple the fee PLUS get a health medical examination PLUS some character references PLUS lots of paperwork. Timing is a bitch! #4

Happy New Year

Oh dear! I have lost my blogging mojo...NOT!!

I have just been mega-busy and here is an update of my life for the last couple of months when I was MIA from my blog.

I started a new job, my sister arrived in Oz to spend 2 long months with me and I picked up a boyfriend ALL at the same time. Trying to find a happy balance has proven difficult and I have been extremely exhausted and my insomniac-days have disappeared and sometimes, I even have mid-afternoon naps! *shock horror!*

Working is boring ya-dee-ya-dee-ya but it's good for the money and by the beginning of February, I will once again be unemployed and have abundance of freedom, but by then, my sister will have left Oz!

My sister arrived and brought lotsa UK goodies for me. Friends and family had passed gifts to me and I felt so loved. Spending good old quality time with my sister has been good - it mostly consists of eating out.

We have also done some travelling together - to Melbourne and to Auckland, New Zealand. We are also heading to Gold Coast together. Yep, all this from MY rapidly depleting bank balance!!

And the boy...I have been surprisingly private about him...but don't worry, I am just saving up all the juicy stuff so I can publicly blog about him. He doesn't know my blog address and I think I will keep it that way for a long time.

He doesn't need to know what I really think about other guys...LOL...

I am extremely happy and I walk around with a big smile on my face. It's one of those long distance relationships - we are over 9 hours drive away but only 1.5 hours flight away...

But I will be honest, I enjoyed my single life - the freedom of being single and free to mingle. I will elaborate and write more in-depth stuff later.

Happy 2010 and enjoy all the blessings.

xoxo

I Need Botox

I am qualified to do Botox on people.
(It makes sense - dentist - needles)
FYI, my first patient was male!

Botox paralyses the muscles which give you wrinkles - forehead, frown line and lines around the eyes.

Anyway, it is no secret that I get Botox-ed. Hey, if I am going to sell it, then I should have it done.

The annoying thing is - once you start this Botox business, you have to maintain it.

I got a dose of Botox before I left the UK in July and less than 6 months later, this has now worn off completely!

I hate seeing those lines when I smile...ARGH!!!

No anti-ageing lotions or potions produce the same effect - I know because I splurge out on all these magic potions and none of them work!

Yesterday, two of my Aussies friends commented that I don't look like my "usual glam self" - it's only because the Botox has worn off and I have that wrinkly raisin forehead. My forehead is alive once again!!!

OH NOOOooooooo!!!!

But it's okay...my boyfriend still thinks I am attractive...oh wait, did I just spill the beans?

*happy grin*

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...