Happy 2014 :)

2014 is here! Yippeeeeeeeeeeeee!! :DD My neighbourhood is now livened up with huge explodes from the firecrackers and bright fireworks :)

So how does my blog look, now that I've designed it properly? :3 Way better huh? Yeah? You like that mustache patterned background? Yes? You like that blog header with the stupid blog title? Yeah?? NO? Well. Screw you. 

*juz kidding*

Bwahahaha. Yes I'm fully aware that I sound like a bitchy bastard. -.- But whatevs. *rolls eyes* Hey I kinda like the sound of that :o 'whatevs'. Damn, I sound like one of those chic cheerleader girls on American TV shows. xP Bwahaha.

I know I'm making no sense here but I have nothing to blog about anyway. =3=

Oh wait I thought of something!

So the day before yesterday (they should invent a word for this. Maybe beforesterday. :o) my mom took me and my brothers to the nearby hair salon cuz my two bros needed a haircut. They had a pile of weed where their hair should be. Gaah. .__.

So this hair salon was run by Indians. When we entered there were already two kiddos seated on the high swivelly salon chairs, also Indian. Since there were only two seats (it was one of those tiny barber shops that charge a hair cut really dirty cheap) we had to wait for a while for our turn. When one of the younger Indian kiddos were done it was my brother's turn and the kiddo hopped off to wait for his elder brother to finish up. 

This Indian kiddo (let's juz call him Muthu lah.) sat on one of these huge plushy couches opposite from where me and my mother were perched. He then proceeded to stare at the barber shaving his brother's hair for a few seconds, and then turned to look at me.

I dont know what it is about Indian men. When they stare at you for more than like, 5 milliseconds, you automatically think: "You bastard!" and assume they're perverts. No matter what age the Indian is, be him a 6-year-old or a 66-year-old. True story lah. They have this look in their eyes (not exactly pervertic but like a glinting?) and a tiny smile playing around their lips when they start eyeballing you. Urgh. 

Yeah so this situation happened to me. Muthu kiddo eyed me for like 3 seconds then eventually turned away. I was wearing shorts with a T-shirt at that time, and when he lost interest in me and instead began scrutinising his brother again, I pulled my shorts lower on my thighs on auto-pilot.

Yuck. Yes I knw a kid of around 5 yrs old won't eyeball women like wanting to molest them or something but I swear Indian men juz have that look to them, whatever their age is! D: So damn scary weh. O.o

#PS, no racism hinted. Purely my own honest opinion. ._.