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Love CelineSunday, June 14, 2009 | back to top

Attended a wedding dinner 2day, groom wuz a musician, wow. My ah ma came to sit with us and brought up the stupid topic... She got all panicky and said n front of the whole family that she found out this guy came to my house while my parents are overseas... ZZZZZ how did she find out anyway??????? Must be my maid la!!!! She's worried that I will have sex with the guy or wadever... Now my whole family thinks I have a boyfriend which I clearly do not. Then my aunt also said she called me and my secretary boyfriend picked up the phone... ZZZZ
Ok, they do not realise that these are 2 different people altogether...!!!! I pretended to drink my orange juice as I always do to avoid answering stupid questions. It's called selective deafness, where you ignore things you don't want to hear!

The kids are playing on the stage, I'm left out cuz I was the only teenager. So I went out to the lounge outside the "wedding restaurant" to read a book. Actually I wasn't reading, I was thinking about _____ and cracking my knuckles, looking down at my book. The lounge is quiet, I'm the only one there. So this guy came to sit across from me. He call me in chinese "xiao jie", which I ignored and continued looking down at my book... Since I ignored him, he got even bolder and came up to me and asked for my number. I said "ni shi zhei?" I stared at him. Ok, I know my eyes are small. From his accent, he's from china. He's chubby. I won't say he's good looking. He's a teenager. His phone is sony ericsson.

P.S. I wuz just sitting there reading, I wasn't flirting with him or flipping my hair or applying lipstick or whatever.

Did I give him my number??????? It's a mystery.
{Pictures of wedding tmr}