raining on my parade

i was on the phone with someone yesterday and we had this exchange:

me:  'he sang to me in japanese...'

guy:  'voltes 5?

♩ ♪  tatoe arashi ga hukou tomo  ♫ ♬'

me:  'heh!  not that!'

guy chuckles.

me:  'he also said he wanted to write me a poem but his mind wasn't working.'

guy:  'oh, really?'

me:  'yup.  he's tired.  then he said my shirts were beside him when he slept.'

guy:  'maybe those shirts belonged to your ex?'

me:  'hello!  i'm not that crass!  they're mine...  he slept with my shirts by his side...'

guy:  'and then his saliva drips on them.'

huh?!

ugh!  some people just like to spoil your joy...  >: (

it's over </3

guy:  i was supposed to call you when i was there.

me:  huh?!  you weren't calling me here, why would you call me from there?

guy:  what am i doing now?  [i.e., i am calling you now.]

me:  now, yeah...  but you haven't really been calling me lately.

guy:  i didn't want to 'disturb' you then.

ouch!

yup...  i can be 'disturbed' now...  :'(

contrast

my niece logged in to her facebook account, saw 41 friends online and grumbled, 'so few!'

eh?!

i have 3 active chat windows and i feel besieged...  : }

let go and let God

hard as it may be for others to understand, i really am sincerely happy for an old love.

three things:

1.  i've had the following sentiment long before i even came across this quote from halle berry:

"You realize you are not meant to go the distance with everybody..."
(vogue, september 2010)

it's not about him.  it's not about you.  it's about the two of you together.

2.  i've always liked "one man's meat is another man's poison."

just because we're not good for each other does not mean we're no good for everyone.

3.  at this point, i am in a pretty good place myself...

i'm happy...

looking forward to happier...

and hoping everything will be in order soonest...


there will always be one regret, however.  it is not everyday that you take a vow before God.  and it has pained me deeply that, with all His blessings, the very rare time that i did, i was not able to make good.

but i cannot dwell on that forever.

you hurt...  you ask forgiveness...

you let go and you let God.

boys' talk

i was with someone yesterday and messages were coming in through his phone.  he didn't want to bother with them so, with his go signal, i was the one who read the messages  ->  aloud so he could hear.

guess what, one of the messages went, 'andyan na chix mo?'
(is your chix already there?)

what the...???!!!  i'm the chick being referred to here!
(clarification, not other woman, ok.  the guy is single, not married.)

i went into mean-girl-mode and, amidst the intended recipient's objections, replied with, 'oo.  nakapulupot.'
(yup.  arms around me.)

the succeeding exchange sent me into bursts of laughter.  the texter's language was direct and, uhm, for-the-boys.

i pretended to ask for tips on how i could get ahead.  (ahahaha...  pun not intended...  ; p )

the guy at the other end, thinking he was exchanging messages with his cousin, spouted advice that was a combination analytical and raunchy...  my, my, my...  actually, i'd say the advice was sound.  the guy is a pro!  : O

my companion was at times laughing, most of the time cringing in embarrassment.

he earlier wanted to introduce me to this cousin of his.  now i'm the one looking forward to the meeting.  i'd like to see the guy's reaction when he finds out the chix he was strategizing about was the one actually exchanging messages with him.  hah!  \m/