Its scary how time flies. Tomorrow marks the 7th month of our first date. Our first date was almost as literal as a blind date. Having no impression of each other since the day...erm i meant in the wee hours of the morning at a club...since the day we met, it was impossible to remember what he looked like. I remember putting on my polka dot top and ms sixty jeans, rushing out of the house and was super late! suppose to have met him at the swissotel entrance at 745pm, but because it was a Friday evening...traffic was really bad at the marina area. By the time i reached Victoria Theatre. It was 5 mins to show time. How embarassing......we exchanged greetings and quickly made our way in. There you have it! The rest is history.
Last night as I laid in bed thinking, we met in the funniest fashion. Him, totally high on alchohol and me totally sober. Till this very day, he has no impression of what he said to me and as for me, i still tease him on his high and mighty introduction.
Gosh....7 mths...I sms-ed him last night to just share my thoughts and he wished that I have been happy these last 7 months. I than told him that of course I was happy. It has been a long time since I felt trust, precise chemistry, honesty and respect.
What about his take on the last 7 mths? I quote him: "I felt we had enjoyed each other very much and hope that carry on. But I hope that the next 7mths we will look in other area if ok. anyway let talk about this next weekend over kopi"
Hmmm....IF OK? maybe sms can mislead. But i wondered what he meant by "if ok" Guess I will only get to find out next weekend.
Gosh...I am tired today. Its been a long week and weekend...hardly had a break. Tonight my resolution is to retire early and wake up early at 630 for a jog.
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