juz another endin
its the end of febuary.. time flies..
on sat was at clubbin with a group of friends and was chatting with this 16 year old guy, his O level results coming out in half an hour... to me he seemed young, i mean he is 3years younger than me, thats my younger brothers age.. than i think about it.. i came out when i was in sec4, that was more than 3 years ago...
so i have been in the circle for 3 years plus, been in one half year relationship. Fullstop.
so that equates to 5/6 of my aj life being single.. man what have i been doing. Always tell myself that being attached is overrated, but then again being single.. sometimes gets hard. And every dating experience seems to get more and more painful, the last drag of the tempolary euphoria. Though my last one was painful all the way, and hurt like fuck in the end, but i still got a double wack, and then a triple wack after that by him. (sex with someone im tryin to get over, 3some? ... sigh.. fuck)
the thoughts linger. At hemisphere's bar (cool place at new OG) a familiar jazz piece evoked memories of me n my ex, n some of my dates dancing a little, holding close, sweet, eyes closed but taking peeks, uncontrollable smile, light kisses, gentle kisses, slow carassing, playful, sweet, cute, blissful... gone.
But all u can do is kick back with a sigh, slump into your chair and tell yourself to get on with life. Be positive, adopt healthy hobbies.. yeap im trying..
ok la.. enough of all that
SATURDAY WAS FUN !!!
-apart from the tempolary drama of my distressed fren over the fone-
OMG, the group got high at ynot, the 4 of us stuart, ken, zach and .. erm.. me... started of bored and waiting but the fun soon engulfed as stuart started his dirty dancing and ken morphed from stone to siao... and i mean siao. Cheeky smile, lame jokes, soon i was singing and dancing to the familiar tunes they play all the time. Singing out loud, shouting even, as we got tipsy the crowd around us camo-ed into the background. In a world of our own the 4 of us held tightly to each other and jumped continuously (ken so tall make me jump so much (-.-") ) kinda lost balance, swayed, erm.. collided with some ppl (sorry) .. gyrated in a sense where it didnt matter where our groins were.
we just got high.
4 together, 3, one on one.. it all was just fun.. Abit notti but owell.. as i said we were tipsy. Hands roving =x .. haha.. ok enough... eh wait.. and there was this guy, a stranger who grinded me around 3 plus.. haha.. at first i was like "what the".. den.. i ... ... i just turned around and danced with him face to face.. and his frens were watching o.0 .. haha too bad didnt get to get his number, pretty ok guy, but the group was leaving and dragged me away. *bish*
somehow i wonder whether such a day would repeat itself.. novetly wears off without planning................ aniway enjoyed it =)
on sat was at clubbin with a group of friends and was chatting with this 16 year old guy, his O level results coming out in half an hour... to me he seemed young, i mean he is 3years younger than me, thats my younger brothers age.. than i think about it.. i came out when i was in sec4, that was more than 3 years ago...
so i have been in the circle for 3 years plus, been in one half year relationship. Fullstop.
so that equates to 5/6 of my aj life being single.. man what have i been doing. Always tell myself that being attached is overrated, but then again being single.. sometimes gets hard. And every dating experience seems to get more and more painful, the last drag of the tempolary euphoria. Though my last one was painful all the way, and hurt like fuck in the end, but i still got a double wack, and then a triple wack after that by him. (sex with someone im tryin to get over, 3some? ... sigh.. fuck)
the thoughts linger. At hemisphere's bar (cool place at new OG) a familiar jazz piece evoked memories of me n my ex, n some of my dates dancing a little, holding close, sweet, eyes closed but taking peeks, uncontrollable smile, light kisses, gentle kisses, slow carassing, playful, sweet, cute, blissful... gone.
But all u can do is kick back with a sigh, slump into your chair and tell yourself to get on with life. Be positive, adopt healthy hobbies.. yeap im trying..
ok la.. enough of all that
SATURDAY WAS FUN !!!
-apart from the tempolary drama of my distressed fren over the fone-
OMG, the group got high at ynot, the 4 of us stuart, ken, zach and .. erm.. me... started of bored and waiting but the fun soon engulfed as stuart started his dirty dancing and ken morphed from stone to siao... and i mean siao. Cheeky smile, lame jokes, soon i was singing and dancing to the familiar tunes they play all the time. Singing out loud, shouting even, as we got tipsy the crowd around us camo-ed into the background. In a world of our own the 4 of us held tightly to each other and jumped continuously (ken so tall make me jump so much (-.-") ) kinda lost balance, swayed, erm.. collided with some ppl (sorry) .. gyrated in a sense where it didnt matter where our groins were.
we just got high.
4 together, 3, one on one.. it all was just fun.. Abit notti but owell.. as i said we were tipsy. Hands roving =x .. haha.. ok enough... eh wait.. and there was this guy, a stranger who grinded me around 3 plus.. haha.. at first i was like "what the".. den.. i ... ... i just turned around and danced with him face to face.. and his frens were watching o.0 .. haha too bad didnt get to get his number, pretty ok guy, but the group was leaving and dragged me away. *bish*
somehow i wonder whether such a day would repeat itself.. novetly wears off without planning................ aniway enjoyed it =)

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