How are you this very fine evening? Hope you're well ;3
I have like 50 minutes until I have to go to work, so obviously I've decided to remember what it's like to casually write my blog. Or truth to be told, I'm so bored and everything I think of takes more than an hour to do (staring at my games folder). I already did my make up and my hair, I know what I'm going to be wearing (cant be arsed to look better than average) so nothing else to do, really.
You know what I haven't told you yesterday? About some random dude who messaged me on instagram. I get messages there and they usually start with 'do you wanna see me masturbate?' and I obviously ignore them, but this one was a bit more interesting. He said my insta looks really cool (yeah, obviously, it's mostly my selfies) and he asked if I ever been a model or a blogger (HEYYY, did both!). He was looking for models for his new company or something, I still don't exactly get it, but yeah, well, what he said was he really thinks I would be a really good investment. Like, he promised he'd make me famous and stuff. Aah, good laugh, right? So I obviously said yeah, sounds interesting, because who would say no to being famous. To show how interested I am I asked his name and he literally said just his first name, which I could have figured out from his insta account. I asked about his last name and he ignored me. Then I asked if he has facebook so I could check him out or any website about what he's doing or generally anything about what he was talking about and guys, guess what. He said 'oh, nothing is ready yet and I don't have facebook'. What kind of a guy doesnt have facebook and works with advertisement? I was crying how funny it had become. And obviously I still rolled with it. I was like 'oh, no problem, send me some of your work examples through email' and blah blah. Then he started giving me compliments. One after another and so on. He was like 'I bet you hear a lot of compliments every day' and I was like 'Yeah, but the only compliments I really care about are my boyfiend's' - you know, to see if he'd stop flirting and act professional. Ha, you wish. He said my boyfriend is a lucky guy and then he asked about my size (as in let's get back to talk about modelling) and I told him I'm 10/12. I shit you not, his response was 'ah, so you have a huge ass, nice'. Ass. He said ass. not even a butt - ass. Then he started talking when he could see my figure in real life and I was stupid enough to tell him that he should come over to the club I'm working if he wants to see me. He was like 'so wouldn't your boyfriend mind if I'd check you out?' and I responded with 'well, I get checked out at the club by a lot of people and I can't do anything about it.' but he didn't stop here, no. He was like 'oh, but I wouldn't just check you out, I'd dance with you, maybe' and I reminded him I'd be working and I wouldn't dance with any other guy than my boyfriend, so he somehow forgot about the idea of visiting that club. Then, oh my, then he said 'we should meet up sometime for a drink'. I told him I don't drink and then he mentioned coffee and business meeting o talk about modelling and stuff. At that point I was literally dying how funny it was and I responded that I'd love it. Then he asked what me and my bf are doing this weekend, I said my bf is travelling atm and he suggested to come over to keep me company. By that point it was about time for me to go for a nap before work so I told him he's not being professional and if he wants to work with models, he should really pull himself together. He apologised, said he'll text me later and I went to sleep.
I mean, I have to give credit to this guy, he actually started with something more than 'watch me masturbate'. But gosh it was funny. I know it's not smart to mess with people like that because I can end up in a really bad situation, but yesterday I just couldn't help myself, it was so freaking funny xD
But yeah, after that, I posted on facebook, wait let me find it, 'I've reached the point where I have to lie about having S.O. just so I could make someone stop flirting with me. And then there is always someone who says "oh, but I don't mind you having a bf". Babe, I don't care that you don't mind. I mind. And my imaginary boyfriend does.' and I shit you not, like two hours after that my auntie gave me a lecture on being immature and childish and attention seeker because I posted it. Let me get this straight, I'm not even denying that I am an attention whore. And I'm pretty sure everyone knows it. I love when people know about me. I love being in the centre of attention, even if I hate crowds. I love getting attention. And I don't know why she thinks it's so bad. I'm pretty sure she monitors what I'm doing more than she monitors what her daughter does and it pisses me off. I'm an adult, ok? (no I'm not). Well, at least I'm legally an adult and I'm pretty sure I can make my own decisions. And you can give me your opinion if I ask for it. I never asked someone to point out that I'm not mature. I know that, I'm not denying that. If anything changes, I'll let everyone know.
Ok, that got me angry, sorry. Next topic. Um.... ok, I don't know what to talk about anymore. Oh, right, the restaurant called, I'm going there tomorrow around two for a birthday party. Like, yay, money, but after that it's going to be a huge party at the club and I'm working there as well, so guess who's going to be dead by Monday morning? *raising my hand* and I told this to the very same auntie who then gave me a lecture about being too tired and not healthy. I reminded her that I need money and then after a while she said that I'm doing good trying to work as much as possible. Like, can someone translate what does she want from me? Because I can't figure her out.
I should go and eat something before work. I still have some time left, but I'm getting sleepy by sitting in one place. I hope you guys are having a great evening, because I'm sure I will ;3
love you lots and even more xx
I saw it and I was like 'yaaaas, she wears a crown and she laughs, that's so me. A princess. meeee~'
thanks for the this ;3
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