Mis(s)Adventure, Trial and Tribulation 19: Good idea, stolen

About two years ago, I had this idea of having a “survival kit” in the office as a remedy for situations like going straight to work from a drinking marathon, or, the dreadful walk of shame. The kit would contain mouth wash, all the necessary cosmetics, a fresh panty and the like. The idea is to help me get through the day easier, avoiding everyone in the office giving me the I-know-what-you-did-last-night look.  

The survival kit never came to fruition as I couldn’t be bothered and more importantly, my needs to having it slowly became less.

Until a few days ago, this idea came back to me. And so I Googled a bit and albeit half-expected, I was disappointed to find that someone else already did it.

The Svedka Walk of Shame After, After Party Pack.

Well, maybe I should do my own brand and sell it.

Mis(s)Adventure 不定期連載之十八：中女夜遊

某個週末，到了朋友家為她下廚慶祝新居入伙。回到家已差不多午夜了，可是我又身痕，想出外party，卻又苦無朋友相伴。這就是中女的煩惱之一。但身痕就是身痕嘛，反正呆在家也不會乖乖早點睡。於是我便出發到在我家不遠處那家新的club。

之前我沒有來過這地方，那天打的音樂是我喜歡的類型，不過來跳舞的人都很年輕。這是中女的煩惱之二。

然後 … …

有位年輕人和我搭訕。我有一句沒一句的應他，之後他便返到他的朋友們那邊了。

喝過跳過後，我也打算回家了。當我爬樓梯從basement走回地面時，我聽到後面有急速的腳步聲。噢，是他。

「你，你走喇？」

「係呀，好攰，要返屋企喇。Bye bye。」

「Bye bye。」

我還走不過半個街口，他便又跑上來。還要邊跑邊問我可否把電話號碼給他。

我也沒有推說半句。我心想：「哈！好耐無試過有人追出來問我攞電話！」就這樣交換了電話。

然後？

也沒有甚麼特別事發生，亦沒有再見面。

Mis(s)Adventure, Trial and Tribulation 17: You are vely lomantic

My good friend Ms A thinks I’m a romantic person. I’d like to agree with her. But there are times when I’m a kill joy too.

While I happily do stupid (yeah, very often that’s equivalent to romantic) things to people I love. But then sometimes my pride and sensibilities would stop me from letting romantic things happen.

Last time I refused a gentlemanly offer of a piggy back - only to regret it right away.

Something similar happened a few nights ago.

He decided he needed a quiet night and so we just had dinner at his place and then watched TV. Much later, we both got bored and went up to the roof for some fresh air. There, standing by the railing under the moonlight, looking over the quiet streets, he said something that should have been quite cute and romantic. The next thing I know, I just totally ruined it by shooting a “don’t be silly” at him. Again, I regretted it immediately. 

The rest of the evening passed unceremoniously.

I woke up the next morning, wondering if I’ll ever learn a lesson.