Dienstag, März 22, 2005
Warning: Impulse Blogging.I'm feeling somewhat irritated at the world today. It's just one of those days where i feel misunderstood by some of the people, those close to my heart, and those who pretend to be. Or maybe its everyday. And everyone. Don't know.
Woke up this morning feeling all bright and chirpy when a friend skyped me. He had been trying to set me up with his "gorgeous" friend for ages, and i've always politely declined by making up all sorts of excuses:
"Lucky needs a haircut badly. He can barely see."
"I'll be having bad hair days for the whole week."
till now.
In a playful tone i asked "hey hey, why the fuss over this guy? My final papers are just round the corner, no time lah"
He blurted: "Aiya, It's not about him. It's about you."
Strike One.
Me (eyes narrowed + defense mechanism UP): "What about me?"
He (hesitates for a moment while my lips thinned in impatience)
"Well you know, you're kind of messed up....... not in a bad way of course.
Strike Two.
So i thought this guy could be good for you"
Strike Three.
Me (takes a deep breath while i fantasized happily throwing him into a tank of piranhas)
Him: hey.... you there?
Me (in a falsely cheery tone): Yupyup. Listen, i've gotta run. Talk to you later. Ciao!
Him: oh-okay. so when-
I closed the connection with a angry *beep* and for the billionth time wished that i've got one of those sponge phones so that i can hurl it against the wall and not see it shatter into a billion pieces.
A few moments later i realized i probably overreacted. (Not gonna blame it on PMS though.) I mean, he did say that i was messed up, but "not in a bad way" right? Right. Grrrrrrrrrr.
Then i wondered why that bothered me. My friends joke about it all the time and it didn't bother me in the least bit.
Pam once said that she's gonna set up a folder full of photos of my unsuccessful dates.
A few months ago Dee commented that if i were to be a political figure, i would be clinton. I did the silly online test "which famous political figure are you?" and she was right.
3 weeks ago Jess told a room full of people that i'm "not the marrying type". I laughed it off.
If all that didn't bother me in the past, why does it affect me so, now?
Must be the setting-up-a-blind-date part. My ego's bruised.
I'm cynical about relationships and the L word, that i have to admit.
I've got a short attention span.
I don't believe in marriage.
Don't believe in undying love.
But i've got my reasons.
And it's just a phase. (i think)
I don't need blind dates.
P.S: Diana Krall is having a 1-night-only show at suntec city on 6th april. Tickets are priced at $59, $99, $[outta my budget], $[outta my budget]. Thinking of getting the $99 ticket. Since no one around me listens to jazz, i'm calling a fellow jazz lover to watch the show with yours truly. Email me. simplysandra@gmail.com
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