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⚠️PS. Put a little effort when messaging me here. I’m getting tired by clicking on “ignore” next, “ignore” next “ignore”. I’m too tired of clicking on “ignore” on chat and tired of accepting someone only to end up ghosting or ignoring them because they failed to impress. I’m not here to win you over. It’s the other way around. I’m also not a slut so keep that in mind and read my posts carefully. If I don’t reply, maybe change your approach and try again.

Got instagram too. I don’t mind chatting there. Same rules apply.

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📌 Personality wise, I won’t sugar coat myself. Maybe it’s my Achilles heel, but I’m difficult to talk to. I can be defensive and terse. I’m very difficult to impress and very easy to irritate. I won’t show it physically, but mentally, I’d already put an ❌ on anything or any person irking me. I am usually very poised, prim and calm or quiet. An introvert. I loved nothing more than locking myself up in my study room surrounded by my books and sipping coffee in the quiet afternoon. I don’t like small talk things like “what are your hobbies” and would probably walk away from a person asking this on a first meeting. So first impressions are quite important as I do not tend to give second chances.   

My standards in general are very high. I’m probably a perfectionist. When my friends in university were happy getting a “70/100 or a C” in a tough class, I got annoyed and disappointed at myself for getting a “90/100 or an -A”. They may be happy with a C but I expect nothing less than an A from myself. When some of my friends become ecstatic with achieving a GPA of 2.7, I still feel I could have done better than a GPA of 3.8 and wonder to myself how I could have improved.   

Maybe I’ve grown up being silver spoon fed, but I’ve always been fascinated by other people from all walks of life, from all over the world and from different periods of time. I love reading journals and non fiction. Spanning from diaries of an Imperial Japanese noble woman a thousand years ago, to the diaries of a dying Napoleonic soldier. I love it all, I read it all. I feel the pain, I sympathize, I try understanding, to find a common human element that enables me to relate to a Japanese imperial court lady that lived more than a thousand years ago or to feel the emotions of a dying Napoleonic soldier talking about how he misses his mother that he won’t ever see again. Things like that can make me get emotional.  

📌 Hygiene is one of the most important things to me. My hygiene standards are probably abnormally high. I abhor and detest low hygiene. I’m someone who brushes her teeth at least 4 times a day, and bathe, shower or body wash a minimum of 2 times a day. I like well kept, well-groomed people with good hygiene habits. I also like good general etiquette.  

📌 Social customs and social constructs sometimes piss me off. I live in a generally collective society and culture. Bureaucracy is very high. There is too much useless protocol that it gets under my skin sometimes. In society here there are gatherings and occasions for almost everything. Not a week goes by without some occasion. Every f*cking week there is an occasion I have to attend, when I really just want to be left the f*ck alone. When a relative gets married for example, expect at least 3 to 4 parties and get together celebrations. 10 gatherings before marriage, 10 gatherings on the day of marriage and 10 after marriage. When she gives birth. Expect 20 gatherings and parties going on before birth, 20 parties and gatherings after giving birth, and a 100 gatherings after the infant’s first burp, and a 100 more after the infant’s first f*rt.(I am exaggerating the numbers btw). But you get what I’m trying to say. It gets a little too much for someone who just wants a quiet cup of coffee away from all the chaos. 

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