- I was bored, so i dug up Gracia's blog to read. Then i read thru some of my past entries, and smiled. Laughing at how i used to curse warrant mathi, or maj chua or even some of the people back in Hq, I miss them so much now. Luckily I kept a blog to remind me of these memories.
I have been working in Sakae sushi for the past 2 months, and it has been quite fulfilling, actually. I made a bunch of really good friends, and even got myself a god-mother, Erling. Damn I'm gonna miss them sooo much. Although I just quit working yesterday, I am already missing them. Yen Ping, Jimmy, Li Jun, Theresa, Janice, Desmond... those were the people who took care of me like their family members. Although I can still visit them every now and then, it is definitely different from working with them. I just hope that I'll never forgot this special bond that i once had with them.
I went with Ig to blade at ECP today (want to thank sandy for the last minute pang sei.. haha jk ;P). The weather was super cold, although the sun was shining brightly and we nearly got sun-burn. Oh well.. maybe i'm getting sick.
Haiz.. I really don't want to talk about this, but i'm scared that i might forget it someday ( my memory has been deteriorating lately), so here goes...
I wrote a special message to a special someone recently. The message was cut and folded into stars and kept in a bottle. On that special night, I called her out for a dinner. Actually, I have thought and planned out what's gonna happen that night. But sometimes, god adds some extra spices to test how well we can adapt to situations. When I saw her at the station, she was in a state of intense shock. She nearly cried when she told me that she just found out that her jc friend just died (that guy was actually one of the band members from soul). At that point in time, I was shock too. I want to comfort her, to lend her my shoulder to cry on, but was afraid that she might feel offended. Thinking back, I regretted not doing so. We spent the whole night in silence, eating our dinner, and walking in the rain. I tried to crack some jokes, but guess it was unsuccessful. It feels kind of awkward the whole night. I sent her home after that, and thats when my little message comes in.
At her doorstep, I told her to close her eyes. Reluctantly, she did. I took out my little bottle, hand it to her, and kiss her in the forehead. I had always dreamed that this would be a very romantic moment, but i guess not. It turned to be rather awkward. Something just doesnt feel right somewhere, but I don't know what it is. Seeing her shocked face, somehow i knew the answer that i have been waiting for.
Ig just told me that its a good sign if she didnt reject me straightaway. But knowing her, I know that i will only get a direct answer if i tell her face to face that i like her (maybe that's the reason why i wrote the message instead of telling her). Or, it could be that i dont want to get rejected again.
After this night, I come to realise that loving someone doesn't necessary mean you must start a relationship with her. Giving her your blessing and hoping that she will be happy is the only thing you can do if you know the both of you are just not meant to be together.
Singlehood is still the best!
`Sometimes @ 11:55 PM
