Okay, I don't know who else is thinking of this particular prompt this way but I couldn't stop thinking of it like this... They want to make me embarrass myself in public once again and I'm happily allowing them use my hands to type it all in for reading sake. Oh great! It's no big deal, it's in the past now so there's no harm (and I mean laughing) that will hit me differently so let's do this!
My nickname is Mhizsmiler because I love to smile a lot and my face could make you smile as well (I'm still researching on that though) or you can just look at my face and tell me if you did smile or not... Don't be shy, say the truth hehe. That's my nickname but if it should be changed to "Mhizsilly" it will fit in well too because I can be very silly anytime and anywhere.
And this is what I mean by having that nickname too with no argument, I mean...
Who laughs when there wasn't a joke told or any funny thing that happened?
Who allows a phone call to ring till it ends just to listen to a part of the ringing tone?
Who farts and anticipates the smell to send the nose to a squeeze factory?
Who looks in the mirror to see how one looks when making calls?
Which Nigerian folds legs like a korean and complains about leg pains later?
Who cries uncontrollably to a movie that is obviously not emotional?
Who acts like a spirit to pass a quiet place?
Yes, you got it right... It's me and myself. I mean I could even be more sillier than all that and I will share one of the most oldest of all I've ever done. It was years back when I was still a little girl but wise enough to know what was wrong and what was right. Dad would always go to work in the mornings and come back in the evening, sometimes do a night shift.
There was day I got bored because my siblings were sleeping and I'm one of those kids that was never a fan of sleeping during afternoon π I wish I had slept enough then, maybe I'd be fatter now or at least have more flesh than I do now... Right? Yeah, I think so too.
So instead of sleeping like my siblings, I decided to open my dad's wardrobe for some research and exploration to keep busy until they woke up for more playing around. I saw my dad's working clothes, the one he had kept for the next week's work and something in me said the cloths will look good on me.
To cut long story, I put on my dad's working cloths (a heavy over-all) and his spare working shoe... It definitely looked good on me, I just didn't have a phone back then to take picture of it so I could show you now but it would have been a "love at first" thing if you had seen me in my dad's cloths then... I was looking hot!
Something like this, feel free to imagine a tiny girl in it
I kept smiling and looking at myself with no issues until I tried moving outside, I fell down countless times but as the strong girl I was, I was able to get outside to show our neighbour's kids my new look. I don't know why they were all laughing at me but I knew part of it was that they were jealous of me but I didn't care.
I did some awkward dance for them and not without falling countless times, I felt good and didn't want to pull the clothes off until a poke noser neighbour forced me to π well, thinking back now, I think I should try my dad's cloths one of these days again.
It's fun really, you can try it to and you'd be surprised how much of a celebrity you'll be like when you show it off to your friends (Not a wardrobe advice, do your own research).
