Some one gave me a doodle, some Facebook shit that shows what the other person think of you.
One gave me a doodle named “Workaholic”, which is aptly true and no denial here. If I don’t clock in at least 60 hours a week, I won’t feel comfortable at all. So she got it spot-on.
Another one gave me “Ninja” for no apparent reason. Hmmm…. How I wish I am as über cool as a ninja with the special fighting skill and all that crap. Throw a smoke screen and I disappear into the oblivion and that is so damn cool. Besides, I bet ninjas get laid all the time. Imagine that you walk into a bar, and when the girls ask you what you do, you say, “I’m a professional ninja with license to kill and diu.” (Translation: the word “diu” is actually Cantonese that means “fuck”) and the girls will swamp you like a fly sensing shit bee sensing honey.
Another one gave me “Baby Face”, like the picture shown on the right.
I was like, “WTF? No one calls me baby face since the day I turned 3 years old.”
To illustrate the point, I will have to tell you some real-life stories on people mistaking my age.
What I was in Primary 6 (age 11), people asked me how was my results for SRP (SRP is actually a form of academic examination for pupil in Junior 3, normally age 15, in Malaysia).
When I was in Junior 1 (age 12), people asked me how was my results for SPM (SPM is the form of academic examination for pupil in year Senior 3, normally age 17 or 18, in Malaysia).
When I was in Junior 2, I managed to walk in and out of Genting Casino with the guards standing near by and they didn’t even throw me a look to ask for any form of identification. The Genting Casino has an age limit of 21 years old, by the way. Anyone younger than 21 will not be allowed to go in.
So the point has been made. So, baby face? That will be the first in my life.
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