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Tuesday, May 20, 2008 4:25 PM
   so this is how it all goes


heels were not meant for climbing hills. which was what i did in order to get out of the school for a fag and then up and down again for the presentation and then back to work. quick bite at burger king (eaten in record time!) before rushing back to the office. there's just so many many things to do and keep track off.

the weekend was awesome. somewhat sleeping in and travelling to places - meidi-ya and yes, i have never really been there before till last night. catching prince caspian and eating to our hearts content. i contemplated driving to work but i'm not fond nor familiar of the roads and there really won't be anyone to sit beside me and guide me through.

hoping i can 'joyride' tonight to be better familiarized with the car. also, i'm not going to wear jeans to such silly presentations anymore. so hot! the weather seriously kills. dresses or something really thin and airy please. planning to hop over to chinatown (since someone said everything in f21 can be bought there and cheaper too) for some dress-hunting. see if there's anything nice that catches my fancy. else, i'll part with 40 bucks for that flirty dress at hula&co.

i've been meaning to talk about this with you. i never really had the chance or usually when it happens, it just stuns me and i keep quiet because i don't really know how to respond to it. sometimes you say things that're quite hurtful and i don't suppose you realize that. i know i should just be upfront about it and tell you that i'm hurt or disappointed with what you say or the things you do. but sometimes, it really just catches me unaware. maybe i'm too sensitive to what you have to say and stuff.

most recently, i do make the effort to try and appear more girly and stuff like that and yes occasionally you like it but sometimes it just appears as if it's really for nothing. i think i get more of a reaction from passerbys (even if they're pervy old uncles) than i would from you. or for the most part, it's just the same kind of reaction.

maybe it's a guy thing. if it is, you're perhaps the first and only guy i know who actually says certain things that allude to certain things. it's not so much that i'm secure that it doesn't bother me... more like too used to it. haha... maybe if it really just happens i'll just laugh and smile and say "okae." and that's the end of it.

aiyah i dunno. i think that perhaps i expect a lil' too much or a lil' less. not that i don't love you or don't like spending time with you. i do. just that sometimes i think you treat me too much like a lil' kid or that you don't really take my feelings into consideration when you say some things.

GAH. ok enough about this. i sian already.





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