The aftermath over the weekend...

Friday nite:
I walked in and i made eye contact...but my eyes were fuelled with contempt...what aggravated me even more was the fact that everyone was going to filter in at different times.

Quite frankly, we should have organised a later time so that everyone could turn up at the same time.

I told them already, i didnt want to repeat myself. So, if u turn up late, thats it...if we start talking and u miss out, im not going to say it again!

And i really told them what i thought. And i kept true to my words.

I told them that i was going to keep away from them and if they wanted the friendship back, then they would have to regain my trust, but in the mean time...they had better leave me be.

And i dont think they have any qualms with that, especially they are all ga-ga with their significant others...so in affect, it works out for everyone.

The two people who created the mess...really had nothing to say by the end of everything and they didnt say all that much throughout.

Saturday nite:
I went to the Meridian for Dinner and the old Chinese man was so funny...hehehe...

I met a friend of a friend...he started talking to me, i recalled where i first met him...but i didnt recall his name...i think he was slightly offended, since he remembered mine.

We actually spoke to eachother for a very long time...

According to my male friends...he really liked me, "cos guys just dont dedicate all their attention to one girl all nite...unless they like u..."

They guy was cute in the respect that when i started talking about how i think id fit in on a Trafalgar tour vs a Contiki tour...saying that i like doing more "mature" or "cultural" things...which the crowd on the Trafalgar tours would most probably appreciate just as much.

He started talking about art with me...even though we both knew that he was pulling alot of things that he was saying out of nowhere...

Leaving the party...my male friends were telling me that "i have it in the bag"..."he will definitely call me"...although, he never asked me for my number...our mutual friend had my number, but i dont know...i dont think he will call!

Its sweet that my male friends were looking out for me...and they think he is a nice bloke, and that i should go for the guy...and id give him a chance...but its Day 3...and he hasnt called...and u guys know what happened last time something like this happened!

If he doesnt call me tonite, im going with my gut instinct and just forget about him...it was a nice evening, and that may just be about it!

Sunday nite:
There is something about watching a beloved novel on tv...the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice is fabulous...i absolutely love it! I refuse to go out on Sunday nites because of it...its not just the 1 hour that i stay at home for...

I think i feel a lot of comfort and its my "me" time...to sit or lie on the couch on a Sunday evening watching it...getting all giddy about the tension between Mr Darcy and Miss Eliza Bennett...Colin Firth was made for that role...

Its funny, i turn down any invitation to go out on a Sunday nite because of it...not that i would admit that that is the reason...

I think its like one of those things...like the fact that i like watching cheesy Elvis movies...hehehehe...but by gosh, Elvis was cute when he was young! ;)