Thursday 12th November 2015 - The Oath

If you haven’t heard about my anti-male oath, I’m quite impressed. Over the past 5 weeks, pretty much every living thing I have come into contact with (including a golden retriever at Secret Island Party) has been treated to a detailed explanation of my oath, swiftly followed by a demonstration of the accompanying arm movement which is designed to fend off all the men.

The thing is, Hong Kong’s dating scene is totally insane, and I’m just not cut out for it. Everybody is friends with everybody and so Tinder is just flicking through your extended friendship group. Plus if you do date someone for a prolonged period of time, chances are that they’re doing the same with 30 bazillion other people. So, I’m checking out for the time being. No longer will men confuse my brain. Nada men. Nil masculinos.

N.b. The oath is not applicable to really handsome bachelors with nicely contoured arms.