it wasn't that bad

i need to quickly write on something...anything. just to cover the previous entry so that it is not so obvious, not so glaring. hide it amongst a mountain of other posts. then, if x (or his friend) happens to browse through one day, he will not be tempted to thrash my hide.

i cannot sleep again last night.

i am so exhausted; brain running on auto-mode. kena played by chee mui 2 times.....damn tired. (erm....why is it that every entry of mine can be interpreted in another way?)

she got me so psyched out that what was supposed to be a normal lunch turns out to be a countdown to execution. i did not particularly look foward to it but i did not regard it as the bubonic plague. i guess i have less issues to deal with than her and i am more comfortable in my own skin. or maybe it's because i don't give a damn about what people think about me. however, spending time with her prior to that escalated the whole thing to a more suspenseful level until i ended up with a splitting headache. i had to resist the temptation to reach into my bag for that panadol.

all in all, everything went quite well. once again, the conversation flowed quite smoothly without the need of much input from me. it was more comfortable this time, maybe it's because someone close was with me. i take comfort in the familiarity. no. 6 should have felt closer, since we had dated a long time ago, but there wasn't any feeling at all. but then again, we didn't date for long. it's nice to meet up with old friends and catch up on what happened in between....but after the second time, there isn't much to talk about, is there? we have all gone our own way and things have moulded us into different people. we don't have much in common anymore. but memories....that's what life is all about, isn't it? memories of good old times. :-)