bad boys be gone!

OUT: bad boys with good boy tendencies. IN: good boys with bad boy tendencies.

bad boys be gone! i'm done with overly tattooed rocker types, mohawks and the like. bring on goody-two-shoes, with angelic boy-next-door faces that mums fawn over, but with a hint of a tatt peeking out temptingly from underneath that collar/sleeve. turn on much? i say "you've got me on my knees layla" *grin* my knees get jelly-like, and apparently my cheeks turn red (according to my colleague, i AM indeed capable of blushing/getting flushed) plus a silly little grin plays around my lips, like i've gone mental (and back).

hey, it's been known to happen; pretty recently, in fact. i can't help that i keep seeing cute boys!

so noticeable it is, that i'm instantly left to field queries like,"eh what's wrong with you?/are you okay?/why are you smiling to yourself?" their unspoken thoughts more likely going along the lines of: crazy psycho woman. raving lunatic. she's gone cu-ckoo. *rolls eyes* what's new.

i know it sounds like i'm losing it, right? haha. but one has to wonder why of all times now, just as i'm hitting adulthood - turning 21 - my preferences have done a 360, tilted over to the other side, and are changing on their own accord. i guess with age comes maturity, and with that comes... the fine-tuning of one's personal preferences, in terms of seeking a (life)partner - be it temporary or permanent.

i guess someone won't be turning up her nose too soon at the boys next door then. mum always says i'm too picky. she worries for the sake of the/her future generation (if any at all, at this rate), if let's say i were to join my sister in the campaign against having-kids-that-end-up-being-just-like-you-and-sucking-your-blood-and-wishing-you-never-had-them.

that's it; she would then have to rely solely on my brother to pass on the family name and produce some quality tan a.w. de silva offspring. *pats his back* you can do it! i have faith in you :)

oh wells. that's enough babble for one night. i just returned home from a top secret gathering for the consumption (oh god, i actually wrote 'consummation'. thank goodness for the backspace button) of all kinds of tea - teh peng/teh alia/ice lemon tea - at jalan kayu with the boys. off to bed!

p/s: wo man nao dou shi ta.
da qi jing shen chen yulin!

p/p/s: curly hair not inclusive. so passe.

p/p/p/s: i take that back!