08 December 2011

Stupid

sometimes you just wish you can take back SMS you sent without really thinking. sometimes you wish that you had just ignored that heady intoxication you got from being with him. sometimes you wish you could just settle for the one who could give you everything you want, and more, like Prinze Charm perhaps

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He has probably the biggest fan club : rosa and rey love him. pei li puts in a good word about him every single day. my officemates ask about him all the time (not to mention say hi and make small talk with him when he drops by the office). my boss at esco shells out money for boxes and boxes of pizza when we drop by their house. even people who read this have been asking when we'd be together ( in bf-gf sense).

i don't know. last night i thought long and hard. he's as dependable as a traffic officer hiding along that illegal u-turn without a sign. i know exactly when he'd text (6:45 a.m. to tell me to be careful on my way to work, 4:45 p.m. to tell me to be careful going to NUS for my class, 10:00 p.m. to tell me to either study or get some rest). i know exactly where he is (tuesday golf at Zafra, friday bowling) and how he feels about me (he'd just propose, he claimed, saying that fine, i may not be his gf right now but he knows what he wants and what he wants happens to be me).

i know that although i've been a bitch and have been evil and can be totally unbearable he'd still love me. i know that all i have to do is text him and he'd come running. i know that he knows exactly what i want for saturday lunch (kfc, 2-pc. chicken, coleslaw, rootbeer, if you must know). he knows that awful weekdays can be cured with friday's cajun chicken fingers, a bag of gummy worms, and rocky road ice cream.

so why not?

because i'm stupid. because i crave for things i cannot have (correction.....person i cannot have). because i want good conversation above anything else. because the weekly dozen roses lose their charm after a month. because grammar -- even via SMS -- counts. because ...

Anything less than a mad passionate love is a waste of time.

Anyone other than "the one" is no one

AND SO.....

I stay single and stupid all life.

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