Wow 3 hours of sleep
That night fragged with Bird till 4 then slept for 3 hours.
Woke up went to wish Amanda farewell. Went to church. (sorry eh friend I had to dash off so suddenly if I wasn't late I would have to stayed to help you)
Went for lunch with church members. Sent a new guy I just met to KJ station then came home to a fully occupied house again. Sigh no longer alone.
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Looking for a roti tissue we went to a mamak just me and a pal.
Then I saw them. The people from a world that I don't quite belong but I frequently visit.
Then I saw her. Still the same. Ever cheerful. Ever smiling. As if I never walked into her life.
I talk to the others while hoping that she'd notice me waving. But she doesn't. Too busy.
Oh well. I go back over to my bud and settle back into my chair order my usual teh-o-ais. I drop her an sms asking if she's in this so and so place. My normal style of teasing when I spot her and she can't see me.
"Haha Yeah" comes the reply. But I didn't notice it.
She calls and asks me to raise a hand so she can see me. I raise my left with the tape and she doesn't see it. She's kinda short anyway so it wouldn't be easy to see my hand.
"Wave it in the air." I wave. "Can't see"
The phone call ends shortly after and my bud and I get cracking on his roti tissue and me on my cheese naan.
Minutes later her group makes to leave as me and my friend are only halfway through our meal.
I wave to them. And resume my meal.
Chewing on my naan with mint paste. Ah bliss. Sucking on my teh-o-ais. Watching 22 men chase chase a leather ball. It's all so relaxing. Even with such a crazy week. Things just seem so peaceful to just be sucking on the straw.
A tap on the ribs.
I look up. And I see her smile and wave goodbye.
"Oh well" I say to myself as I resume sucking my rapidly dwindling teh-o-ais. Somethings just aren't meant to flow that way I guess. Even after knowing her for so many years I guess we'll just never have a solid conversation.
Guess I'll never know the person behind all those smses.
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Jorrel asked me soooo many freaking times in a row "Are you sure you're not gay?"
-_-...............BEI la this guy
Woke up went to wish Amanda farewell. Went to church. (sorry eh friend I had to dash off so suddenly if I wasn't late I would have to stayed to help you)
Went for lunch with church members. Sent a new guy I just met to KJ station then came home to a fully occupied house again. Sigh no longer alone.
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Looking for a roti tissue we went to a mamak just me and a pal.
Then I saw them. The people from a world that I don't quite belong but I frequently visit.
Then I saw her. Still the same. Ever cheerful. Ever smiling. As if I never walked into her life.
I talk to the others while hoping that she'd notice me waving. But she doesn't. Too busy.
Oh well. I go back over to my bud and settle back into my chair order my usual teh-o-ais. I drop her an sms asking if she's in this so and so place. My normal style of teasing when I spot her and she can't see me.
"Haha Yeah" comes the reply. But I didn't notice it.
She calls and asks me to raise a hand so she can see me. I raise my left with the tape and she doesn't see it. She's kinda short anyway so it wouldn't be easy to see my hand.
"Wave it in the air." I wave. "Can't see"
The phone call ends shortly after and my bud and I get cracking on his roti tissue and me on my cheese naan.
Minutes later her group makes to leave as me and my friend are only halfway through our meal.
I wave to them. And resume my meal.
Chewing on my naan with mint paste. Ah bliss. Sucking on my teh-o-ais. Watching 22 men chase chase a leather ball. It's all so relaxing. Even with such a crazy week. Things just seem so peaceful to just be sucking on the straw.
A tap on the ribs.
I look up. And I see her smile and wave goodbye.
"Oh well" I say to myself as I resume sucking my rapidly dwindling teh-o-ais. Somethings just aren't meant to flow that way I guess. Even after knowing her for so many years I guess we'll just never have a solid conversation.
Guess I'll never know the person behind all those smses.
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Jorrel asked me soooo many freaking times in a row "Are you sure you're not gay?"
-_-...............BEI la this guy
