Words of a Stranger

Waxing lyrical of the crappy details of my life and my views with a healthy dose of cynicism, sarcasm and everything you like about non-wholesome movies.

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Sometimes, fantasy is painful.

Confusion... but I think I'm beginning to understand.


My match (who previously rejected me, recall?) called me out on a dinner date yesterday night. At first I wondered why on earth, but I agreed to go anyway, and it turned out quite pleasent. He treated me to sushi and e-zone, and accompanied me to buy wrapping paper and stuff. Even informed me that his birthday was today.


It wasn't until after the date that I realised this may have been him trying to make me feel better, bring a better closing to things. If so, nice of him to do so... I really enjoyed it, and I appreciate it. After all, he's one of the few guys left who dates for the sake of dating rather than because he already has prior interest in a girl (ie, keeping his options open).


However, he did hint that there may be other dates, and is quite persistent in trying to get me to go salsa nights (that might be him having no one to dance with though).


Whatever he's thinking, I'll leave him to it. Shall try very hard not to assume anything beforehand.


Anyways, am in kuching now, in front of the computer, getting cosy with one auntie and two cousins in a huge house. Opportunity to bond with auntie, for all the times I've been a nuisance. Two cousins, I think, no problem...


Had fun today.

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