Wednesday, July 09, 2008
BUSY WORKING?
OR BUSY GALLIVANTING?
OR BUSY GALLIVANTING?
I just finished running with Ina. We didn't run much, only about 2.4km. Could have run more, next time maybe. Phewwww, tiredddd!
I can't wait for my Bangkok trip too. To get away from here. I just don't wanna think about it, you know. I just wanna have fun. Away from all these stress.
I haven't seen Mr. Undercover for 19 days. Maybe he's dead, who knows? Okay that's just mean. I take that back. Hah!
Anyways, a part of me miss him but a part of me just couldn't be bothered anymore. I mean, no phone calls from him and all. Not even a text message! I know he's busy but not even a text message?! You have got to be kidding me? And then suka-suka come to my office and expect me to be there. Now that I've thought about it, I think you're taking me for granted. Because somehow you knew I would always be there. Oh boy think again.
The last time we met, you explained to me it's so difficult for us to meet because when I reached work, you're already at home sleeping. And by the time I knock off work, you just started working. Okay, we can't do anything about that. Fair enough. I understand. But you could call me. Or drop me a message. Anything. Anything at all for me to know you're there and you care. But no. You just assume. And all of the things you said about sending me home, bringing me out for a movie and all are simply bullshit. Your reason? Work commitment. Totally BULL. Too busy gallivanting maybe. I think by the time you're "free", I'm already married with 3 kids. Pfffffffft!!
You see Mr. Undercover, I can't be waiting for you forever. I feel like you're holding me back from knowing really nice guys out there. Who knows right? So if you really want me to wait for you, let me know. I could if you would just ask me. If not then, byebye. I'm so sick and tired of all these! Do you really wanna repeat the same mistake again? You were the one who told me that this job is eating you bit by bit. You told me that you work and work until you lose things. Things that are more important. So do something about it.
I know you're major cute. To me at least. (Mr. Undercover's cousin is that cute officer. I know right! Small world. Oh and good genes, I must say. Runs in the family.) Anyways, cute can only get you that far. Looks ain't everything. God, I really just couldn't be bothered with guys anymore. Oh and Mr. Undercover, I don't give a damn that you own a car. It takes more than that to impress me.
love,
nadia.
sin-fullybeautiful.
