Strange Curses

Friday, July 08, 2005

Sunday - No more tarzan

Back from the wild on sunday and still had time to take a short nap, and went to look for fellow promoters in orchard area.

outfield went well, surprisingly. not many mosquitoes attacked me, never even got wet from rain...and best, never see ghost. i was hoping to feel something but i didn't. nothing much for me to do during outfield except to eat, tok cock, and find wild fruits to eat.

rambutans and durians were aplenty there. they taste quite the same as those u get in the market but the idea that you plucked them yourself makes it taste better.. haha...

so off i went to town for dinner. partly was that she was working there too...so thought might as well go see her.

reach orchard in about 45 mins...

she was working in hello orchard...i entered the shop but did not approach her directly. i dun wanna give her the impression that i m there looking for her. i chatted with my other friends first before i walk up to her.

chatted with her for like 20mins even though she was working. haha... at least i noe that she doesn't dislike me. that makes me feel better.

we had dinner with other promoters...about 5 of them... but we felt distant with other promoters aroud... like we dun want them to know about our affairs...not that we had one...we juz dun like gossips. Promoters gossip alot...and i mean ALOT.

after dinner, went back to the shop and then i stayed around a little more before i wanted to go home. then i saw a familiar face... a guy... he was "tarzan". (no pun intended)

he approached her directly... and they were happy and loving... thats all i know. thats the hint i am looking for. i told her before, as long as you are happy, i will be. i didn't feel envious, i didn't feel a thing....guess maybe i feel numb. but thats all.

so... i think i will not bother her anymore after i know that she's happy... i dun want to interrupt, to interfere. they look a perfect match...more than if i will be with her. but deep down inside me, i will still support her.
:: posted by strangesentiments, 9:22 AM

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