[C'EST MOI]
living paradox. individualist with anarchistic tendencies.
eludes eminence but appreciates subtle recognition.
capricious yet dependable. clandestine and unfathomable.
cynical realist who succumbs to the occasional idealism.
[J'AIME]
music. films. feasting & drinking. team sports.
good company; family, friends and those who share similar interests.
The realization is creeping up on me - I think I'm addicted to blogging.
Everyday, I get back home, I take my bath, I plonk myself in front of the laptop and type away.
Okay, maybe not everyday. But I do this at least every other day. It's like therapy. It sort of fills the excess void in my life that my girl pals and tv can't. Am now wondering if this is a good or bad thing. Hmm...
Now I'm just waiting for my mask to dry while I recall the day's events.
Met up with Quin for some shopping and catching up this afternoon (for those who are still in a world of their own, the island-wide sale has hit town already) and I got this chic black top from Chomel (50% off!!) but I'm pondering when I will actually get to wear it. Probably when I hit some club someday, but that's doubtful cos I've seriously lost the interest in clubbing. Laidback chilling out in t-shirt and jeans I welcome with open arms but squeezing in a dancing crowd with thumping music: count me out. Anyway, back to the top. Hopefully will get a chance to don it at some semi-formal event. Do I hear wedding bells?
You know it's really weird - the phrase "Speak of the devil" is so freakingly true. It seems to happen all the time. Most of the time. Quin was just asking me how things were with him (i haven't seen her in a while so she's not really up to date with the current status of things) and I told her that we haven't really been in touch much. Then, strangely, I bumped into him on our way to Shaw and coincidently he was heading there too. It's the 2nd time this week this happened. Just on Friday, Evon was asking me the same thing and guess who I saw later during lunch. Ditto.
It feels different talking to him now. I guess my attitude's changed after so many months. It felt so right the last time - we have so much in common and I definitely felt chemistry (something that is so, so difficult to find nowadays). Yet, things never turned out the way I hoped then. I guess the timing's not right (everyone else believes so) and we're probably at the points in our lives where we're pursuing different ideals. My life goes on but sometimes I still stop and think how it would be if things happened the other way? Would I be a happier person? I suppose I will never find out.
[Time of Confession] 10:53 PM 0 Wisecracks for Me
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