It is not easy shopping for gifts.

Awfully horrid.

But still, when you finally find that one gift that will plaster a big grin on your face, and makes you excited, it is all worthwhile.

Anyway.

Manchester United had a much-needed draw, and right after my post, Mr Nightclub Girl A called at around 3am, and I was already dozing off with my CSI episode 12 halfway through.

I saw the missed call and messaged him like half an hour later.

He asked if I was asleep and I couldn’t even remember what I replied. He asked why won’t I pick up the phone, but I really didn’t hear it.

He asked if I did much, but there wasn’t much to update. I was too sleepy to anyway. He followed up by asking what I did for Saturday before asking me to call him.

I fell asleep whilst messaging halfway.

It was half past 4 when he messaged me again, which I only saw in my semi-consciousness the next morning.

“I’m kinda upset that you won’t answer my calls. Hope you’re ok, cos I really care about you. Call me k.”

I didn’t call him back, and I missed a further 3 calls from him from then till this afternoon.

I was out running errands(and shopping), and I only messaged him back at 10pm.

I think really not fated, you know(like how I had lamented to a friend at Zouk BEFORE I bumped into him and his, uhm, date that sometimes, I think things are simply not fated). Cos when he called back immediately(another 3 times), I was talking to my friend’s mum and I didn’t manage to pick up.

I got home, didn’t know what I should say, and thus, I didn’t call back either.

Uh huh.

So this is it, I guess.

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I had cheese and crackers today, and I had my head bowed most of the time. It was unexpected, and pretty strange.

I could finally breathe easier thereafter.

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I received a nice little gift today, and it is nice. Very nice

I thought of getting something for myself, and a much needed name card case is on the wishlist.

After browsing around all the shops, I realised the most economical option, was the one I like best. The red one from Prada. But the silly thing is, it doesn’t fit my card at all!!!!

Okay. Then I finally found the answer when I was having late lunch at Swenson’s this afternoon when the lady next table pulled out a nice little box from her paperbag, admiring her new purchase – A card holder. Maybe, I will save up enough when my next pay cheque comes in next week, and I should reward myself.

I thought I needed a new bag, but then I think that gotta wait… for a while.

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Jeremy says I don’t update enough. That’s SO NOT TRUE. I have blogged 16 posts out of the 20 days in April, and I think that is no mean feat! Hmphf.

Charlotte says I should photowhore myself more often. I do have like hundreds of them which I have uploaded but not yet posted(where the hell is my birthday post?!).

Looking at the posts I had posted in the past, I do realise how words have littered this place once too often, and this blog is getting too intense to appeal.

No fear baby, I have promised I would have one pretty post(and a pretty long one, that is) coming up, and with ample eyecandies for you guys.

Just make sure you guys remember to drop a line or two after wiping the drool off your chins.

Stay tuned, baby, stay tuned.

For now, I should coax my reluctant self to sleep as I embrace a new week again.

Damn. No one is going to be around tomorrow. I think I prefer the office when there is more liveliness in it.