How are you my chubby gal
I have a cliche boyfriend. I am cliche too for labeling him a Cliche because he is about to be the best thing that ever (E-V-E-R) existed in this world besides my *awesomeposum* self. I was sauntering back and forth , in between train tracks because the goddamn train just superseded my goddamn expectations -kindly suspect for an eye roll- and decided to go all wicked by stopping in its tracks (aha! I'm so puny) for like a precious 180 seconds. And 180 seconds of standing in a non-moving train feels like your legs are turning to tree barks. Yes. BARKS.
But anyway that is not my point.
I was thinking to myself all the way home, after a solo dinner, about the multiplexes of meals that Z had cooked for and paid for all these while just so he can make me happy. He made it very simple and clear.
But the ironic thing is after the food-feeding of the no-longer-petite me, he has a crazy, CRAZY and ridiculously mind blowing habit of telling/asking me, How are you my CHUBBY gal.
O M G ??? Can I just kill myself with that steak I just ate. I don't think guyS get it how sensitive a girl is towards her weight. Nyeah maybe some girls will brush the weight-joke or weight-talk with a snigger or Pah you call ME fatty?? LAUGHS OUT LOUD I don't heave a damn. But deep down in the ocean of every girls heart...each one of them wants to be flawless like those Girls Generation girls. Their skin like kacang puteh, face like ceramic tiles, skin so soft like a ripe mangosteen..... yeah I suck at these imageries but you get the drift.
Still pondering when is the day that the word chubby girl will be replaced with something like beautiful wife or voluptious girl???
Good night chubby ones!
But anyway that is not my point.
I was thinking to myself all the way home, after a solo dinner, about the multiplexes of meals that Z had cooked for and paid for all these while just so he can make me happy. He made it very simple and clear.
But the ironic thing is after the food-feeding of the no-longer-petite me, he has a crazy, CRAZY and ridiculously mind blowing habit of telling/asking me, How are you my CHUBBY gal.
O M G ??? Can I just kill myself with that steak I just ate. I don't think guyS get it how sensitive a girl is towards her weight. Nyeah maybe some girls will brush the weight-joke or weight-talk with a snigger or Pah you call ME fatty?? LAUGHS OUT LOUD I don't heave a damn. But deep down in the ocean of every girls heart...each one of them wants to be flawless like those Girls Generation girls. Their skin like kacang puteh, face like ceramic tiles, skin so soft like a ripe mangosteen..... yeah I suck at these imageries but you get the drift.
Still pondering when is the day that the word chubby girl will be replaced with something like beautiful wife or voluptious girl???
Good night chubby ones!
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