A LITTLE OF EVERYTHING THAT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE

Harsh day yesterday.

Don’t feel like doing much blogging(or here at least).

But thanks to a very nice *cough* gentleman, who cheered me up with his deep, sexy, husky voice, for more than freaking two-and-half hours.

*Surprise surprise surprise*

Some telcom in KuchingMalaysia would be very happy with such a customer.

Not mine. Singtel gives me free incoming call.

Not bad. I managed to freak out a new pal. Hurhurhur.

I didn’t know I was THAT much a cryptic.

And I certainly didn’t expect the call.

Sorry that I am too cheapskate to split your bills. Muahahaha

Thanks. Much appreciated.

***

Kenny Sia loves flowerpod and wants to be a podder.

He deems it’s like eavedropping females’ conversations in the ladies.

That guy is weird perversive sensitive new age guy in the making.

***

Milan trip is cancelled.

I would have been in Milan on 28th May.

So I thought of postponing it, to 6th June.

It was supposed to be a hush hush trip.

Yet again, I couldn’t get away last minute cos something came up.

Paolo, who had offered accomodation to me would not be around for the delayed date, cos he would be heading to America for Laguna Seca MotoGP, and I have no choice but to cancel my trip.

Totally.

So, no more Milan trip for me.

How disappointing.

I really need to get away.

***

I didn’t get the assignment I had hoped to boost my income.

Strangely, it was the least disappointing of all.

***

No, I don’t think he is gonna call.

And yes, I think he blocked me.

Yes, I am paranoid.

I am sure that’s what he did.

Friends come and go.

How disappointing can that be?

***

Mr KG was online last night.

That was the final straw on the camel’s back.

It’s rather funny how a telephone conversation with an old pal earlier yesterday brought up the subject of him, and there he was, online yesterday.

I bit my lip and went on with the conversation and I am amazed how we could be so cool and pretentious about everything.

I do care much about him, really.

But is it mutual?

Will we ever meet again?

***

I don’t think I said anything wrong, cos I thought I was saying whatever that was cued in the conversation by the other 2 who were in it.

In fact, I think that was a personal opinion on my part to set the record straight.

No one had a great day, including me.

Yah, another disappointment.

We often overlook others’ despair when we are too engrossed in our own problems.

***

I get tired too.

One.

Whee.

And Two.

Wheeeeeeee.

The call came in.

And I forgot about it temporarily.

Call ended. Back online.

Third came in between the ICQ messages.

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Not enough. Tsk tsk.

I still couldn’t cry.

***

Weird dreams.

Weird, weird dreams.

Hurhurhur. Apparently, they were the only thing that cheered me up.

Remember the person I had dreamt for 3 consecutive nights?

I dreamt of him again, today.

I can’t remember if I dreamt of him yesterday, or else it would be dreaming of him for 5 consecutive days.

Not healthy.

Very unhealthy.

He didn’t appear in my dreams until morning.

How I know?

The moment he appeared, I could feel my heart fluttered.

In the dream, that is.

Suddenly.

RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGG.

It was the blardy phone.

In real life.

I picked it up. McDonald’s gonna send me my breakfast at 8.45am, she said.

Cussing slightly within, I replied how I had asked for it to be delivered at 10.45am over the phone yesterday.

She apologised and hung up.

The last scene lingered in my head.

I heaved a sigh of relent.

Of all moments.

I cuddled the baby pillow tight, and pulled the duvet over me.

Within the next 5 seconds, I drifted off.

The scene was exact same scene.

The person was still standing there, just like the moment he made the entrance.

Cool. It was as if someone pressed the pause button.

The dream continued.

We were both cool and aloof to each other.

Attraction was there, but no one verbalised it.

It wasn’t the sweet, tender kind of attraction.

But something, rather, dangerous. Peppered with lotsa passion.

It was in a building, something out of my own imagination, not in real life.

Somewhere, where he works(in the dream).

But no, he wasn’t an executive.

We were staring at each other from a distant, and I shunned his intense stare.

Not possible. I warned myself. Run, run.

I didn’t.

We said hi.

And the awkward exchange of greeting kisses evolved into a lingering embrace.

Then a tender kiss.

Then there were tongues.

Then there was some sort of intimacy.

He carressed my chest.

It was as if I could feel it in real life.

Creepy.

We were scantily clad, but there was no explicit scenes involved.

So, stop your imagination before it ran too wild.

I dwelled in his embrace, and I immensed myself in each and every moment of the sinful indulgence of his cuddle.

Eyes closed.

Suddenly, someone called out to him.

It was one of the security guards, asking him about something.

I drew myself away, as if suddenly awoken, and was terribly shy.

He tried to call out to me when I teared myself away from him, stopping myself from falling further for him.

Then, the alarm rang.

10.40am.

Before I knew it, I heard the door bell.

McDonald’s is pretty on time, I reckon.

Freaky.

I didn’t expect to have such a dream.

Not with the subject in question, anyway.

Totally different from the past 3 days of dreams, which was always filled with tension but no real interaction.

Funny how the 3 days of dreams kinda build up the attraction and tension for today’s episode.

Perhaps, I should sleep right now.

At least, I get some affection and solace, from my dreams.

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I can’t believe how much I ate.

-burp-

I wonder if they did drug my food for being a difficult customer.

It was sprints to the loo after breakfast.

***

Some many moons ago, Gracie and I attended a friend’s ROM.

I could still remember the hilarious episode when we were trying to look for a certain changi chalet.

And now, I am thrilled to know that Wilson is now a daddy!

And his little gem is sooooo lovely.

SOO SOOO SOOOO LOVELY.

I want one too.