Last saturday evening was spent with the best friends;
we went window shopping, tied balloons around each other,
screamed at ongoing pedestrians, waved sanitary pads around Borders,
squealed at hot strangers & spurred vulgarities right when we feel like it.
So, the haze worsened which somehow made us feel uber restless.
We decided to have a chill-out session at Starbucks as always.
Now as many might have known, i'm quite a clumsy kid as it is.
While walking to our designated chillout area, my elbow knocked
right on the head of this white guy who was engrossed in his book.
I apologized over & over again, Fabian said I sounded like a Buddhist monk.
pfft, as if that made any sense. >.<
Anyways , right as the three of us were about to settle our useless bums
the white guy whose head I DID NOT purposely knocked into
came up to us & asked politely if he could take a picture with me & Joot.
Why, we jumped right at the opportunity because we're bloody friendly.
OR.
you could add that probably his deep blue eyes hypnotised us there & then.
whatever makes you sapiens comfortable & happy lah.
So Joot lorve being the most friendliest amongst the three of us,
she invited the white guy over to our table to just have a light chat or so.
A light chat lead to almost three hours of full laughter & sarcastic remarks.
Other passerbys/strangers were staring at the four of us;
I could say that we were pretty much the loudest & it didn't help that
Vittorio (the white italian lad) had a very deep & loud booming voice.
Nonetheless, i still find it sexy. what can I say?
White guys will always seem so much intriguing than normal asian men.
(no offence, balls. just speaking my thoughts.)
vittorio had to leave singapore right that night back to his homeland, Milan.
exchange of emails & accompanying him way back to his hotel before we all
headed for dinner at BlendInn Cafe where we met the rest of the gang.
what indeed suprised me about the night with Vittorio was that
he had never been to sentosa throughout his five day trip &
he hasn't even stepped into any of the clubs here in Clarke/Boat Quay.)=
p/s: Vittorio owns a boutique in Milan, which explains his shopping
expedition here in Singapore. He was bringing home some samples.
Fabian, Me & Joots promised to bring him around the quirky places
right when he visits this clean country (or so he claims) here again. <3
Fabian is going to shoot me dead because I think he's bored hearing
me say this over and over and over again the whole night........
*drum rolls*
VITTORIO CALLS ME RIHANNA LA EH.
-blush blush, shy already how lor like this-
oh and he added before he left;
" for your information, italian dudes adore Rihanna."
with a wink & a kiss on my hand, he walked right into Meritus Mandarin.
oh, what bliss!
