Goodbye to My Red Bikini Photo.
Over the last year, my Friendster account has been garnering an average of 600 plus views, majority of which have come to ogle or comment on my now infamous red bikini photo ( god, I’m so full of myself, har har har ). For the life of me, i don’t know why. It’s not my favorite picture of myself, and I wasn’t even aware when it was taken. So…I’d probably have to say thank you, testosterone controlled people of the world, for thinking otherwise.
At first, it was amusing, flattering even…but now it has proven to be the catalyst of unpleasant things that have come to pass re. Since you, my dear audience, claim that I’m "hot," then let’s just say, being hot is just not working out for me…Attracts the wrong crowd - from d.o.m.s to foreigners offering P5000 a date, to married men and lesbians who think I’m game, to single ones who pretend to look way past my cup size. I’m not saying there are a few exceptions who really wanna pick my brain, but they seem to be unbelievably rare…
I don’t want to change the way I carry myself, because I’m happy with the way I am. I just think I need to decrease the probability of having an a-hole in my life who shivers upon hearing the word commitment. So, goodbye to my photo, and hello private viewing.
