Archive for February 22nd, 2009

He’s just not into you

I read JD’s blog, and with the pending movie date tomorrow night to watch “He’s just not that into you”, I think it is kinda funny.

Oh sure, they say they’re busy. They say that they didn’t have even a moment in their insanely busy day to pick up the phone. It was just THAT CRAZY. Bullshit. With the advent of cell phones and speed dialing it is almost impossible not to call you. Sometimes I call people from my pants pocket when i don’t even mean to. we may try to make you think differently, but we men are just like you. we like to taking a break from our generally mundane day to talk to someone we like. it makes us happy. and we like to be happy. just like you. if i were into you, you would be the bright spot in my horribly busy day. which would be a day that i wouldn never be too busy to call you.

I literally burst out laughing from reading that.

” You deserve a fucking phone call ” came in the summary. It was hilarious.

I am about to make a wild, extreme and severe relationship rule: the word “Busy” is a load of crap and is most often used by assholes. the word “busy” is the relationship Weapon of Mass Destruction. It seems like a good excuse, but in fact, in every silo you uncover, all you’re going to find is a man who didn’t care enough to call. Remember: Men are never too busy to get what they want.

Auntie JD, what book is that? Share leh.

And I am a cynic. I don’t believe in “forever”, just like how I don’t believe in “Never”. So yes, it is just plenty of mockery when people use the word “forever”.

Seriously!

Though, don’t doubt me when I say I love Minibean forever.

I shouldn’t be blogging cos my time should be going to the little “research” I have been doing, giggles. And I am awfully excited!

Slumdog

Today is an amazing day.

I was telling wifey on the cab when we were making our way back home at 3ish that today is an enjoyable “normal” day that we had in a long, long while.

Just then, an SMS came in, which prompted a work call at 3am(gasp!!). I think she was also as amazed that I was actually awake and returned her call.

What a way to end the night…

I was in town for an intensive day of unplanned activities instead of staying home and hide(like I always do). And it wouldn’t have been so if not for the fact I was brought to town earlier today for work stuff and prep.

Jiali called me out of the blue 2 days ago to tell me there was a complimentary trial massage at some spa, and she could bring a friend. With the muscle ache I was having, it was actually just what I needed.

We headed to the spa at Takashimaya, and I think our straight-talking pretty much pissed of the sales person and she pretty much just ended with a curt “So you not interested. Okay, thank you.”

It actually felt pretty good cos… we said no.

Saying no is actually quite empowering.

At my event, Marcus popped by, and he remembered the time when I attended Johnson and Maybelle’s wedding, I actually liked their wedding momento a lot. He actually brought the rose candle and heart-shaped liquid soap(in red!) for me, knowing where I would be.

So sweet! Thanks. And your sms made my day :P

I went on the day with so much stuff that I was pretty bushed by the time evening came.

Mr Limp suggested KTV at Cineleisure, and Wifey asked if I would want to catch a movie. Going by my location, both suggestions were warmly welcomed.

Had dinner with wifey, before we joined Mr Limp to head to Kbox.

Sing, vent, laugh, talk. Then Mr Limp asked the other dentist(not so annoying one) to join us. The highly recommended one.

Let’s call him Mr Saggi(how quaint, how quaint!).

It was one of the rare times we didn’t end up at my place with 2 guys and 2 girls, probably because the sweet, simple boy would probably take us 4 hours to finish one round.

I swear(really I swear! On your life!) he was blushing when me and Wifey started talking about our braces(that’s what you talk to dentists about, I think) days… and how we could still give fabulous blow jobs.

So anyway… today been a blessed day!

With free massage. Thanks Jiali!

With free dinner. Thanks Wifey!

And Mr Limp insisted on treating us karaoke.

And then… we ended up at the arcade with the sugar daddies wanting to pit each other’s NBA skills. I joined in the fun by being the ultimate loser, alternating between pulling my dress down, resting my sore shoulders and arms, giggling and cursing when the darn balls just wouldn’t go in.

Before we knew it, an error with the card crediting system gave us so much credits that we ended up not finishing all of them.

Wifey and I used it to take neoprints! So cute I tell ya, and we were giggling and trying to cajole the guys to take together but unfortunately they were too ball-less to do so.

Someone suggested watching movie, and I insisted on not watching Pink Panther 2 which Mr Saggi preferred, and we ended up watching the other available show – Slumdog Millionaire.

Seriously, I wouldn’t have wanted to watch the show should I have other choices, but since everyone was up for a movie, and I didn’t want Pink Panther 2(the other movie we wanted to catch was Let the right one in but it was sold out), and we ended up watching one of the best movies released recently.

In fact, I like it so much that it has became one of my favourite movies(though the list is relatively long).

It is a brilliant show, really!

Thanks to Mr Saggi for the treat to the movie, and I felt bad enough to split the snacks bill with Wifey, though I had conveniently walked off without my change, and Mr Limp was left behind at the counter, which was bad news cos… he didn’t know what movie we were watching, nor did he know our seats number. HAHAHAHAHA.

As I held on to the hot dog, I mused, “Gee, I have never held a 9-incher in my hand. Mmmmmm…”

Halfway into the movie, there was a part that all of us squealed, and my hotdog, wifey’s nachos, were promptly passed onto Mr Saggi, who was sitting next to me, and was holding a drink and the popcorns.

I couldn’t finish my hotdog, and….

“Do you want to bite my hotdog…?” I asked.

And Mr Saggi started laughing. At least you are not the one asking me.

It was a struggle to eat the hotdog, especially with Wifey repeating “Yes baby, yes yes…” as I tried to shove the bun and the hotdog into my mouth.

I passed the 1/3 eaten hotdog to Mr Saggi, “You don’t want already?” he asked.

“Nope, 3 inches is about all I am used to. I can only handle 3 inches.”

His helpless laugh in response was pretty charming, I should add. Giggles.

It was pretty good fun for the evening, and much things were forgotten – like, work.

And I felt plenty of calmness…

Though I think I would have enjoyed catching up some sleep and reading, hidden under the duvet too, but it was great company today. And of course with everything going smoothly without giving me heart attack helps too. But things are often like this, some parts die, and the other parts live.

I mean, when you have 3 events running concurrently, there is more room for errors, isn’t it?