Tits are Dangerous

Well last Saturday I went out with friends to a place called Tamboo. Its a very nice place in Rincon (I think) thats a bar over looking the beach.You can really relax there. I wore a low cut shirt with a shirt underneath so that the bobbies were seen but not flaunted. I was self concious as hell. So there I was chatting with friends, drinking and having a pleasant time. But then the most unnatural and embarrasing thing happened to me. No my tits didn't fall out or shrivelled up or went running. What did happen was that a guy tried to hit on me! Of course I was mortified because this dude kept staring and trying to make me go over there. I didn't want to meet anyone. I just wanted to relax and be with friends. I was not in the mood. The night had been perfect until then. I asked a friend to change seats with me so that they guy didn't bother me anymore. My friend was pretty drunk by then, so disaster struck. Apparently the guy didn't know that me trying to face away from him meant that I was uninterested. He came over with the stupidest line I've ever heard "Gusto en conocerte." What the fuck? He didn't even know my name. So I was nervous and didn't know how to handle the situation (because it has never happened before!) My friend gets rilled because she knows I'm uncomfortable. She gets mad and starts fighting with the guy... loudly. And I start shrivelling in my seat trying to hide. The guys looking at me in sympathy about to kick some ass. I told the guy that i was uncomfortable with the situation and that I didn't want to meet anybody new. the guy then insulted my friend and left in a huff. The rest of the night went down hill. My friend and her sister started fighting. I felt like the sewage water in the devil's commode. Eek! I wanted to cry. A few minutes later we left the place.
Before that night nothing like that had happened. I always try to buy clothes that minimize or cover my tits since they are so damn big. But that night I had worn that stupid shirt and hell broke lose. I've learned my lesson. I will cover up my tits until they either get smaller or I become a nun and won't have to worry about the unwanted attention. Man... tits are dangerous. They either cause mayhem or break backs.

INCOMINGGGG!!!!

Well hi. No time no blog. Sorry but I fear that my life is as boring as always and I haven't had the time to keep up with the blogging. Sorry! *looks down at the floor repentedly* (at least all those years in church gave me practice to perfect the look!)
This is an unusual day since I have a few hours of free time. (Not really, but I'm sacrificing a few of my homeowrk minutes to write this.) Nothing much has happened except studying and working. I go out with friends but nothing really interesting happens other than I get tipsy. I went to see Blach Dahlia with Keyla, Andre, Joe, and Robert. This movie rules. It was sooo Hitchckian I git wiplash trying to get all the details. I got Keyla into Hitchcock films. LOL.

I changed my look a bit and colored my hair. I like it. I'm going crazy getting scrapbooking stuff. Jejejeje. i bought a wonderful book called Scrap city, which gives many ideas for different scrapbooks. It gave me the idea of making a scrapbook about my shoes!!!! Who would've thunk? Stella you could do this and make it an epic! LOL.

To make it easy I have an Amazon.com wish list where you can find all my little heart desires except my number one wish. You know what and with whom it is! I would accept this gift without the wrapping. The less clothes and embellishments the better. :D
Anyways....
To get my wish list just type sharonmendez@yahoo.com