Back in A-levels, I was waiting with a friend(I don’t know if he allows me to tell this story) for his mum to come pick us up. A classmate went up to him from behind and flicked his ears, sort of like saying Hello. Instead, my friend turned around and whacked the other guy on the side of the head until the classmate was on the floor and my friend was still hitting him.
He regained his composure and said, “Oh sorry dude..sorry, I lost myself there… just that I really hate it when my ears get flicked.”
It’s a little scary to be standing next to a fight scene, but in a way I can relate to my friend.
I know how annoying when a sensitive body part gets provoked by friends.
Coming from a bonafide ass slapper, this might sound hypocritical but let’s just scratch out the obviously offending body parts that will land you in trouble.
I just don’t get it why some friends like to stick their fingers into the sides of my waist!!
I absolutely hate it. I get extremely ticklish there and even if a finger is just centimetres away from my waist, I can feel the heat radiating with increase intensity from the fingers as it comes nearer and nearer to my waist. I ABSOLUTELY HATE IT.
Especially when I’m damn sleepy. I will scream at you, I don’t care who you are. A good friend, an acquaintance, a junior, a senior, family whatever.
But WHY WHY must someone poke another person just for fun and then giggle while looking at you? Do you expect me to fucking giggle too?
I have told many friends to stop it but they just go on and on.
I mean pretending to grab my boobs or pretending to slap my ass is fine. But I really really really really despise people jabbing the sides of my waist.
You know the chinese has this saying that goes, “Keng lou por”(scared of wife) if you’re the type who feels ticklish when someone pokes you at the side of your waist.
It’s damn annoying. It’s not funny. It’s down right childish.
I am not appreciative of such ‘humour’ even though I still treasure those relationships and friendships alot, I just cannot tolerate such stupidity.
I can’t believe the amount of times that I have to yell “stop it!!” and they still don’t know how to stop.
One day I will really slap whoever who dares to poke the sides of my waist. I will actually scream like a banshee because it’s ticklish. It’s the ear piercing Mariah Carey type of scream okay. It’s not put on, it comes naturally because I am really really traumatized by jabs at the sides of my waist. And i hate hate hate hate hate it. I think I’ve said it many times already.
I just wish I could wear a shirt that says “NEVER EVER POKE THE SIDES OF MY WAIST.” but knowing how idiotic some people can be(read: not being able to tell when I’m joking and when I’m being serious… which is difficult to do as I’m jovial most of the time) will continue poking me all the more.
If you poke me, and you’re a friend, I’ll start to dislike you. If I’ve started to dislike you, and if you poke me, I will hate you. If I hate you, and if you poke me, I will scream at you and make your name smelly. If I’ve made your name smelly, and if you poke me, I will slap you. If I’ve slapped you before(means we’re enemies for life), if you poke me, I’d probably be dead because there’s no way in hell people who are enemies with me will dare to come within a 2metres radius from me.