i was grumbling when valentines day unfolded. not due to the fact i was still single but because my day started out bad. i got scoldings and those nonsensical rantings. everyone was tired. and weariness made them moody i guess. many of them stayed till like 2am the day before to decorate the place for v day. mann, i love the big red balloon at the entrance. it was twice the size of my head, plays the song everlasting love when u tap it and it has two metalic heart shape weights at the bottom of the string. it's sooooo nice. and i noe it's v ex. hahs
work was so screwed. maybe because i'm easily agitated and irritated by things. but everythg turned better after work.
just imagine 2 used-to-be-angry-because-of-work people talking. haha. it ws hilarious. but at the end of work, we cooled down alot. esp for me. i was so close to scolding a colourful string of vulgarities. vulgarities of all languages and dialects i noe. but i kept telling myself "chiiill girl."
hafiz was calling me baby just on v day cause he kept saying he's got no one to spend the day with. so he was like baby here baby there. haha. i think he actually called everyone baby. haha.
and there was jav. he came to look for me. i think it's so weird to recieve a gift from a guy whom u don't really noe. i think he's like kinda despo. anyw, he's just my online friend. i never tot of going out with him or anythg like that. so most of the nyny people saw him standing outside with some roses. the chefs were teasing me. i was quite unhappy by the fact that he came. i mean, i told him not to come and i told him i don't wanna meet up but he came. so i was quite unhappy.
the best v day gift was that peaceful walk with a friend. it was a long walk which seemed short. we had endless things to say. but most of the time i listened and he just talked. it was a great night out. we sat at some area and allowed the breeze to whisper silently. then we gazed at some stars for awhile and chatted about galaxies, the wonders of nature and those geograhical stuffs that i was very curious about. he was surprisingly into books. haha. he's really like my brother. easy going, fun, someone comfortable to be with. a really nice friend.
behind everyone is a unspoken past. it's up to each individual to reveal it. colourful pasts are just what makes a person more matured. if u're a wise person, u'ld be able to draw urself out of the claws of the world but if u're too weak to say no, u'll fall. but the most impt thg is not about being too weak to reject but to stand up when u fell. i hope he'll pick himself up one day.
after a very long tot, i realise that i love the idea of singlehood. not that i can talk to any guy without making some other guy jealous but it's full of freedom. i can as and when i like go out with my friends. i can make friends with guys at ease and stuff. i like being single but i'm kinda afraid this mentality would not change by time. cause ironically, the idea of being old and still single freaks me out. haha. what a oxymoron.
*sign* so work starts at 3 instead of 6. thanks to that 2 peeps who took mc. well well, i'm not blaming anyone. i noe it's tiring and so, ok, i shall go to work with a smile. :DDDDDDDDDDDD
that's all. and yes, i think i wanna buy that top from 77th street. i think it's nice, though a little matured.
