In the Clouds
Cloud 9? maybe.. maybe not..
Mr hotbod reaches out to place his hand on the groove of your back as you walk. As you cotinue to talk, he slowly moves closer to you, shoulder to shoulder... Hidden in a tiny corner, you stand beside him, lower your head, placing your nose on his shoulder to smell the fagrance from him. And somehow, your head just falls softly and comfortably on his shoulder.
The whole day was spent with him, yes... kinda... but what about the stuff you had to go through?
Sitting alone in Mox, a newly open AJ lounge, in the middle of an AFA (action for Aids) event, you wait quietly for him to appear. Across the tiny table is a middle age, definitely over 30, guy whom you just exchanged a few meaningless sentences with, him also waiting for a friend to come back. For the past hour, you had did nothing but smile n react to the conversations going on at the table, coz you were never in it at all. yup, just floating there. You take our your handphone to look at the time, for the fifth time and wonder when is it going to end...
... when is it going to end? its still the same day but now its an ongoing majong game. You had taken the wrong choice to follow him for his majong game.. the whole game sitting behind him advising him once in awhile even though you both kinda seriously suck at it. the other majong khakis acknowlege your presence but you are seldom any of their concern. The same scenario, you are just beside him, acting like some smily guy when actually, its kinda boring.. right?
but you dont point it out... you just wait .. and wait... he probably doesnt even know...
he probably doesnt even bother to read your blog even though you had given him the addy b4..
bummer
Mr hotbod reaches out to place his hand on the groove of your back as you walk. As you cotinue to talk, he slowly moves closer to you, shoulder to shoulder... Hidden in a tiny corner, you stand beside him, lower your head, placing your nose on his shoulder to smell the fagrance from him. And somehow, your head just falls softly and comfortably on his shoulder.
The whole day was spent with him, yes... kinda... but what about the stuff you had to go through?
Sitting alone in Mox, a newly open AJ lounge, in the middle of an AFA (action for Aids) event, you wait quietly for him to appear. Across the tiny table is a middle age, definitely over 30, guy whom you just exchanged a few meaningless sentences with, him also waiting for a friend to come back. For the past hour, you had did nothing but smile n react to the conversations going on at the table, coz you were never in it at all. yup, just floating there. You take our your handphone to look at the time, for the fifth time and wonder when is it going to end...
... when is it going to end? its still the same day but now its an ongoing majong game. You had taken the wrong choice to follow him for his majong game.. the whole game sitting behind him advising him once in awhile even though you both kinda seriously suck at it. the other majong khakis acknowlege your presence but you are seldom any of their concern. The same scenario, you are just beside him, acting like some smily guy when actually, its kinda boring.. right?
but you dont point it out... you just wait .. and wait... he probably doesnt even know...
he probably doesnt even bother to read your blog even though you had given him the addy b4..
bummer
posted by ray at 6:22 PM
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