Filed under: Life
You know how it is in love songs that go on and on about how this girl/guy suddenly discovered that the love of his/her life was actually his/her friend? I always thought it was bullshit until now.
I mean, for me, love had always needed to be instaneous. You don’t just fall in love with your friend! And usually, when it’s over, it’s O.V.E.R. But you know, like they say, never say never…turns out that i’m surprisingly happy now.
It was as if someone had just suddenly turned on the lights…It’s awfully weird. I mean, seriously WTF?!?!?!! I can’t understand it myself. And boy, do i hate it when i prove myself wrong.
Seriously, how many people can actually take my shit, hang around for more shit, exchange crap for niceties and then some? And I can really, really, reallllllyyyyy be a bitch when i want to. Trust me, u’d kill me if u could when i get into one of those stints.
Ultimately, what I’m looking for is a guy who loves me for me, whom i can be absolutely myself without having to hold back.
And you know, lucky thing that he’s hung around, cuz i think i’ve finally seen him for who he is and not who i wanted him to be.
Filed under: Life
I’ve come full circle and am back where I was nearly 1/2 a year back. As for him, he’s been patiently waiting and has never gone anywhere.
The only thing is that this time, I am ready, and I hope that this will make all the difference.
Filed under: Random Blather
So i nearly lost my hp today. I mean like WTF..i just bought it last week and i actually left it behind on the table at Harry’s. Unbelievable. Between a beer and a phone, and i guess it’s pretty obvious which one i picked. Hahahaha.
So anyway, i only realized my phone was missing when i sat down at Sushi Tei. That moment, i tell you, is priceless. The oh-shit-i-think-i-lost-my-phone-not-again!!?!-i’m-so-stupid moment when your heart leaps to your throat and you go all clammy handed. When i got mich to call me and when she told me that my phone was off, i nearly died. Fortunately, it was more of a case of bad connection becuz she eventually got through.
I didn’t wait for it though. I jumped off my counter seat..and backtracked most unglamourously to the bar. Imagine this, a girl wearing a dress that (according to my colleagues) looked like it was a nightgown, running in heels with a worried-petrified look towards the bar. Needless to say, the bar manager knew immediately that i was the owner of the phone.
I was so happy i hugged the unwilling man. He didn’t hug me back. Instead, he merely gave me his card. Hahahah.
Whatever lah.
