Those smells

Let me say it once and for all, I am allergic to perfume.

Dont tell me they cost $200 for 50ml, because I dont fuckingly care. Dont tell me it is an exclusive edition from some exclusive brand and this is bottle #4564 out of #144512 or whatever. Dont tell me it smells oh-so-nice, because you cant find a fan in me for that stupid bottle of smell of yours.

Upon saying so, the next time you go out with me, or stand within 5feet of me, dont let me catch any whiff from you. I will just show you a look of disgust and stand far away. Between the two of us you know your perfume is irking me, but to the eyes of innocent passerbys, you are one piece of walking chou-dou-fu.

I repeat that I am not against perfume or what. Nor am I against someone who wears perfume, but I seriously like my oxygen pure and as is it, thank you very much. I need no artificial smells-flavouring.

It is the same concept as I eat my guavas. I like them cut and eaten, not cut and dipped in suan mei fen and lick and dip and lick and dip and lick and finally throw away the piece of saliva-soaked guava. (Ok.. I know only ar-nic treats his guavas so disgustingly.)

Why did I ever start on this leh? Because I nearly died when I took mrt this morning. There is this indian lady (for the thousandth time, this isnt a racist blog) who was wearing a smell that is overpowering/suffocating/stiffling.

She is standing very close to me and was pratically hugging the metal pole as though her life depends solely on it. I was grasping on the same pole, so my distance with her is just my arm's length, which is very short I know.

*Dont start your t-rex jokes about my short arms ok*

I want to die, I kept having the raise my head to face the ceiling of the mrt train where air isnt half as contaminated.

It is time like this tt I pray I can find a husband who can drive me to work everyday. I either get suffocated by perfume on the trains, or wrinkle my nose on the rude stench of sweat on the way to work every morning. Soon my nose will begin to malfunction and stop processing smells altogether because of these few offending stinks that I have to experience day in day out.

While I'm on the topic, I have to be grateful to my shang piao you. It saves my live all the time. Whenever I caught a whiff of any stink I'll just whip out my shang piao you and dab a little on my wrist and my throat. Like I always tell friends, if you cant decide what to get for me for my birthday, or if you want to buy something to make me like you better, shang piao you is never wrong.

Can please buy the biggest bottle one? I use one bottle a mth. And it cost $4 and I will love you lots. Haha.