1. I do not like eletrical fans consistently blowing in my face.
2. I eat like a man.
The explanation for No.1 is very simple. When fans are constantly parading all over my face, my eyes tend to become dry, which is not very comfortable for a person who wears contacts. And to top that off, it becomes hard to breath. No thank you.
No.2 has always been apparent. It's not the portion of what I eat that compares to a man, it's just the appetite I have. My appetite is just so vibrant. I crave all sorts of things. I always seem to order waaaay more than I can handle.
For example, tonight at the Foo-Foo Tei Noodle House all the guys ordered simple rice bowls or ramen soup, but I was a different story. After flip-flopping for over 10 minutes between a regular katsu curry and a katsu curry plus an omelette rice, I settled for the latter.
And let me tell you, it was worth all of the calories. Of course I didn't finish the plate, I never do. I always eat kid sized portions, but whatever. As long as I'm happy and full, that's all that matters.
Side note: Brian always has this magical way of making me feel like I'm the only person in the room. Sigh, even after almost 7 months, he stills thrills me. <3
So in conclusion, I eat like a man that hates fans but loves my BF.
KBYE.
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