that *points up*, is the phrase my dear friend has chosen to use to insult me. Insult, yes, in a way that's humorous, and with no malicious intent. Do you wanna know why she has said it?
T'is because......
THE FLIES FOLLOW ME EVERYWHERE
yes. For some strange reason that I cannot explain, flies have been following me everywhere, ever since my 2nd year of high school. And no, I am not proud of that fact.I sniffed myself a million times just to make sure I don't have the *garbage can* odor that the flies really like, and I tried looking if I had something that attracted the flies to me so much.
Before you start thinking that I might've not been taking a bath for weeks,I shall entertain you with my theory about why the flies love me.
When I was a sophomore, I hated flies with passion (even up to now) thus, whenever I see flies about to go near my food, I wave my hands like crazy and scream. One time, while I was eating pork BBQ, I did my signature move since I saw a fly approaching. Never did I notice that the direction my hand waved made the fly go nearer the food, and nearer.... UNTIL IT LANDED. Mortified, I waved my hands hastily to save my precious viand. But no, it didn't go away. it remained there.. until I gave up, and just stopped eating the food. Since, who would want to eat a viand with a fly stuck on it... right? It's unhygienic. It's gross.
I guess the flies thought that I was just being kind to the fly that landed and stayed on my viand. I think they thought that I was their savior. And that is what I think, the reason why the flies follow me everywhere... Even up to now.
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