What I mean is that, well, guys, never ever ever think hiking will be a good idea of a date with me. I'm
I don't sweat and end up looking like a hot sex fantasy.
I don't still smell like perfume after that hike.
I'm not that agile girl who never falls or trip as she makes her way on nature walks.
You get me?
Of course, I've been on
Yes, I think nature is hopelessly in love with me. Its .. kind of one-sided, don't you think? If it was from an individual, I would be able to file a stalker claim. Get some kind of " You can't be within so-and-so from Hanis," thingie on the person. But, this is nature. So what do I do? I stay away from activities that will put me on its mercy.
Sometimes, when there's a waterfall involved, I'll be tempted. My
Guess who screamed and ran out which lead to hysteria among the other girls until the place is empty?
A friend once asked me if I wanted to join a little trip to the beach. No thank you. Unless there's hot white guys in flowery designed swimming trunks, awesome sunnies and six pack abs wandering around, then no. Why?
1. I hate sand. They get everywhere. Especially there. And it sticks to your feet. Which makes your footwear sandy. Which is icky.
2. Sun. We all know how Hanis avoids the sun. And no one wants to take a big big umbrella and let me hide under it.
3. The salty water. Enough said.
4. There might be small animals that will climb up your legs as you frolick in the water before sneakily getting higher and higher, aiming for there.
I'll just stick to swimming pools. With a lifeguard nearby. And no sand. Or sharks. Just to be safe.
Basically, this is a tip for the guys out there who's secretly admiring me. No hiking, trips to the beach sort of thing. If you still want something to do with nature, ask me and I'll think of something. I'll try.
And when you're done reading this, do head over to Mozart and spam his cbox. Or leave a comment. Because:
"Everytime someone leaves me a comment, I feel like God,"
"Then I make you feel like God most of the time."
I know, that sounds so wrong. Like, terribly wrong. But imagine if leaving a comment makes him feel like God, what will being a follower makes him feel like?
I'm still stumped over that.