this wkend has been pretty memorable.. i actually went out with a girl and spent the whole day(almost!) together.. doing nothing in particular but chatting all the time.. had lunch, did some stocking shopping(darnz!) then to her hotel room where we chattered on before she napped for an hour while i watched tv(and her..) and caught some rest on the other single bed.(dun think stray can?)i observed her room. and it just hit me. the uniform hung airingly on the back of the chair, the sandals stranded in a corner after a 7-8 hours of prancing around in the skies, the luggage unburdened onto a sofa. it reminded me of army days.. the nights where we come back from route marches and exercises dead tired where we'll just unsling our fieldpacks onto the floor, fling ourself onto the floor, fight for bunk chairs to air the smelly, sweaty number fours, undo our boots and throw them in a corner to air and proceed to bath before pouncing onto bed. hmmm.. so it's like the SAF equivalent for girls.. heh..
after the nap, we went for dinner. it was drizzling pretty heavily and we didn't hv an umbrella. so poor thing.. felt realli guilty and bad abt it. what a welcome from melbourne for her. argh.. she asked whether i wanted to stay over the night but i didn't wanna spoil her rest and i wasn't feeling very comfortable abt it.. sounded kinda sleazy/improper to be spending the night together (esp. in a hotel room!) i realli dunno whether i should be posting this.. argh.. besides, i had an essay and a few other homework on my mind..
so i declined the offer.. walking home in the rain after walking her back from dinner. when i reached home, this feeling dawned upon me. it was like "hey! i haven been talking so much in any conversation here since i left singapore.(other than some bo liao chat on skype with jm)" so i went online n found jm but our conversation was going kinda stale, always with the "hey, what u doing now?". so i disconnected and buried myself into the books. reading abt the industrial revolutions, sociology, etc..
it nv hit me be4 that i hv been missing out something. i've always rebuked that i never realli missed singapore at all.. maybe i do miss singapore. or rather i miss being face to face in the company of good frens chatting instead of over skype or msn. it IS different. (much as i wanna dispute that.) and... one more thing i got wrong. the essay and homework. i couldn't get started.. i was overwhelmed with feelings flowing. and so i went into a sms frenzy with her.. (the bill's gonna haunt me..) it turned out she wasn't able to sleep either n i wondered if i should hv just stayed over..
the chain of sms continued the next morning while i was changing into my soccer kit and she into her kabaya uniform. what coincidence. i guess perhaps she might not have enjoyed the weekend as much as i had. the rain. the lack of sleep. the cold. and just when u thought it was gonna be over, the plane engine got into some problems and the flight is delayed for a few hours. and being crew, they can only stay on board.. not shopping(as i suggested) =( hmmm... i guess it's just NOT an occupation i would like..
and yea,... i realized i missed something i love doing.. chain sms.. hmmm... ok, nuff.. now back to scrambling my Ass-Eh..
Sometimes you don't realize what you've been missing out in your life until u suddenly experience it and then being deprived of it.. it's like the pringle slogan of "once u pop, u can't stop."
Bean blubbered at [10:46]
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Sunday, May 07, 2006
this wkend has been pretty memorable.. i actually went out with a girl and spent the whole day(almost!) together.. doing nothing in particular but chatting all the time.. had lunch, did some stocking shopping(darnz!) then to her hotel room where we chattered on before she napped for an hour while i watched tv(and her..) and caught some rest on the other single bed.(dun think stray can?)
i observed her room. and it just hit me. the uniform hung airingly on the back of the chair, the sandals stranded in a corner after a 7-8 hours of prancing around in the skies, the luggage unburdened onto a sofa. it reminded me of army days.. the nights where we come back from route marches and exercises dead tired where we'll just unsling our fieldpacks onto the floor, fling ourself onto the floor, fight for bunk chairs to air the smelly, sweaty number fours, undo our boots and throw them in a corner to air and proceed to bath before pouncing onto bed. hmmm.. so it's like the SAF equivalent for girls.. heh..
after the nap, we went for dinner. it was drizzling pretty heavily and we didn't hv an umbrella. so poor thing.. felt realli guilty and bad abt it. what a welcome from melbourne for her. argh.. she asked whether i wanted to stay over the night but i didn't wanna spoil her rest and i wasn't feeling very comfortable abt it.. sounded kinda sleazy/improper to be spending the night together (esp. in a hotel room!) i realli dunno whether i should be posting this.. argh.. besides, i had an essay and a few other homework on my mind..
so i declined the offer.. walking home in the rain after walking her back from dinner. when i reached home, this feeling dawned upon me. it was like "hey! i haven been talking so much in any conversation here since i left singapore.(other than some bo liao chat on skype with jm)" so i went online n found jm but our conversation was going kinda stale, always with the "hey, what u doing now?". so i disconnected and buried myself into the books. reading abt the industrial revolutions, sociology, etc..
it nv hit me be4 that i hv been missing out something. i've always rebuked that i never realli missed singapore at all.. maybe i do miss singapore. or rather i miss being face to face in the company of good frens chatting instead of over skype or msn. it IS different. (much as i wanna dispute that.) and... one more thing i got wrong. the essay and homework. i couldn't get started.. i was overwhelmed with feelings flowing. and so i went into a sms frenzy with her.. (the bill's gonna haunt me..) it turned out she wasn't able to sleep either n i wondered if i should hv just stayed over..
the chain of sms continued the next morning while i was changing into my soccer kit and she into her kabaya uniform. what coincidence. i guess perhaps she might not have enjoyed the weekend as much as i had. the rain. the lack of sleep. the cold. and just when u thought it was gonna be over, the plane engine got into some problems and the flight is delayed for a few hours. and being crew, they can only stay on board.. not shopping(as i suggested) =( hmmm... i guess it's just NOT an occupation i would like..
and yea,... i realized i missed something i love doing.. chain sms.. hmmm... ok, nuff.. now back to scrambling my Ass-Eh..
Sometimes you don't realize what you've been missing out in your life until u suddenly experience it and then being deprived of it.. it's like the pringle slogan of "once u pop, u can't stop."
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