Heh, been in a sentimental mood all weekend. This is a side effect of writing love stories, I guess. I remembered churning out story after story during secondary school days. That was my favourite way to spend my afternoon hours. And after writing them, I would narrate them to my gang in school. That got me into trouble more than once. You can't express the angst felt by the star-crossed lovers with an absolute dead-pan face, now can ya?
No, it has to be done with flair. Complete with sighs, hands-flinging wildly and tortured facial expressions. Sometimes I wonder if my friends actually thought the story line was cool or were they more enthralled by my theaterics? Hmmm...
Anyway, who says romance has to be sentimental and mushy all the time? To prove it, here are two short anecdotes of how some guys express their interest:
The sweetie:
Lucky girl: Hey, thanks for going through the hassle of getting that hub cap for me. How much do I owe you?
Sweet guy: Oh, the hub cap is priceless.
Lucky girl: Really? How much lar? Fishes out her purse to re-imburse the guy
Sweet guy: It's priceless because it has given me a lunch date with you.
Lucky girl: Oh... blush blush
The el cheapo metrosexual:
Metrosexual guy: Hey, how come you hardly join us for lunch?
Unenthralled girl: Well, whenever it's time for lunch, you guys normally leave early in a herd.
Metrosexual guy: Aiya, why didn't you ask me out for lunch?
Unenthralled girl: Me??? Ask you out??
Metrosexual guy: Yalar, summore never give me flowers!
Unenthralled girl: Ok, Mr. Metrosexual. Next time, I'll give you a pot of cactus. Can ar?
Metrosexual guy: Caaaan blush blush
Disclaimer: Any resemblance to persons dead or alive is purely coincidental. No animals were hurt in this process.