they will see us waving from suchgreatheights
Thursday, March 03, 2005
my eyes are about to close, right about now.
i talked to him till like 3 am last night. my eyes feel like they are about to pop out and die. ive been yawning so much, it's not even funny to begin with.
anyway, last night we had a loooooooooooooonnnnnnnnggggggggggg talk about love and stuff. it was a nice talk but yet turns out, he is just as cynical as me about love. and it scares me. it scares me cos i tried to defend myself. me, defend my ideology about how screwed up love is perceived in our world today. that's wrong, im going against myself. anyway, he kept dropping these hints. he kept saying 'what if, u noe i mean i am being generic here' and things like 'oh yeah i have to consider her age, and the fact that she's going to start school soon' and rubbish. i mean honestly he cant be talking about anyone else. if he is, then he is a big asshole. but nonetheless, he kept asking 'so..would u be the one to make the first move if the guy doesnt do anything' or things like 'so if the guy holds ur hand and drops super obvious hints, would u in that case?' fish and chips.
no, im not going to obsess. I SHALL NOT OBSESS. it's a pledge i made to my self.
he likes to talk to me cos im intellectually stimulating. HOORAH. gah!
oh my god. he keeps saying things like 'age to me is not a big issue' and stuff and yada and yada. and saying he cant be irresponsible. so in other words, it's me and he doesnt want to do anything about it, or rather he cant cos he's scared of the consequences. or he thinks that if we got together, he would screw our lives up so bad, it's not even funny.
so i dont care and i dont know. it hurt like hell. but i guess i convinced him that im not a big ardent fan of being 'safe'. i am seeking adventure, a journey. but if he cant do it, then he just go *toot* himself.
but we're going out tonight. hahahahah. nvm. anyway kelong tmrw and the bloody a-s are out on friday. mother-oh! i cant take the anxiety. my heart rate to pulsate to the highest heavens and i'll just die of a heart attack. just like each time he talks to me, it races like hell.
FREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PISS.
on a lighter note, pls go and listen to stevie wonder- overjoyed. what a song. i wished someone would serenade me that song one day. or sing to me on my wedding. hah. whatever. dare to dream u useless hopeless romantic. : ) [no surprises on guesses of who introduced this song to me alright]
anyway, last night we had a loooooooooooooonnnnnnnnggggggggggg talk about love and stuff. it was a nice talk but yet turns out, he is just as cynical as me about love. and it scares me. it scares me cos i tried to defend myself. me, defend my ideology about how screwed up love is perceived in our world today. that's wrong, im going against myself. anyway, he kept dropping these hints. he kept saying 'what if, u noe i mean i am being generic here' and things like 'oh yeah i have to consider her age, and the fact that she's going to start school soon' and rubbish. i mean honestly he cant be talking about anyone else. if he is, then he is a big asshole. but nonetheless, he kept asking 'so..would u be the one to make the first move if the guy doesnt do anything' or things like 'so if the guy holds ur hand and drops super obvious hints, would u in that case?' fish and chips.
no, im not going to obsess. I SHALL NOT OBSESS. it's a pledge i made to my self.
he likes to talk to me cos im intellectually stimulating. HOORAH. gah!
oh my god. he keeps saying things like 'age to me is not a big issue' and stuff and yada and yada. and saying he cant be irresponsible. so in other words, it's me and he doesnt want to do anything about it, or rather he cant cos he's scared of the consequences. or he thinks that if we got together, he would screw our lives up so bad, it's not even funny.
so i dont care and i dont know. it hurt like hell. but i guess i convinced him that im not a big ardent fan of being 'safe'. i am seeking adventure, a journey. but if he cant do it, then he just go *toot* himself.
but we're going out tonight. hahahahah. nvm. anyway kelong tmrw and the bloody a-s are out on friday. mother-oh! i cant take the anxiety. my heart rate to pulsate to the highest heavens and i'll just die of a heart attack. just like each time he talks to me, it races like hell.
FREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PISS.
on a lighter note, pls go and listen to stevie wonder- overjoyed. what a song. i wished someone would serenade me that song one day. or sing to me on my wedding. hah. whatever. dare to dream u useless hopeless romantic. : ) [no surprises on guesses of who introduced this song to me alright]
posted by jo # 7:01 AM 