I went to chill out with someone last night.

Good luck Chuck was pretty good and I was doing a Jessica Alba before the movie started by spilling lemon tea down my tee. And had my entire hand smeared in chilli sauce

Giggles and extensive blushing throughout the movie. I am kinda glad the spontaneity worked out pretty fine, and I had nice company for the night.

It is almost insane to see a cinema packed at 1.45am.

I almost forgot how it is like to have someone opening car doors for me, and you know, the works.

I almost forgot how it is like to have someone to make me laugh.

And buying groceries in the wee hours of the morning, and having insecticides, bottles of lysols and air freshener all packed to the front of the car, made me wonder if we crash, will we explode and die? Maybe that’s why there was a small fire extinguisher at the side?

Though at the end of the night, it was scary to realise how small, tiny, minute this world is.

Going through pictures that bore many familiar faces… was… uhm, uncomfortable.

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I wish I believed in you.

If only I could.

If only I feel I could.

***

Just a song that is replaying on my playlist now which has no need for anyone to read into it beside the music refuses to get out of my mind.

Lips of an Angel - Hinder

Honey why you calling me so late?
It’s kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper ’cause I can’t be too loud

Well, my girl’s in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It’s funny that you’re calling me tonight
And, yes, I’ve dreamt of you too
And does he know you’re talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don’t think she has a clue

Well my girl’s in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

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I was told I am sia lan.

And that I am mean. And amongst many other things/names that were called. It was strangely funny.

You know, I can really be a perfect angel, sometimes.

Yeah. Sometimes.