Whirlwinds

I gotta say, that I love the fact that people read my blog. Just found out that Adrian and Mitchell check it out when they can, its a great way to keep you guys updated. I love you.

On Saturday, after my random caller episode, I went to meet Michelle (my cousin visiting from Calgary) and a bunch of friends (Charles, Cat, Mark) for a small reunion. She ended up grouping us and her Canadian friends in one location. There wasn't enough space for all of us on one table, so Mark and I sat with her Canadian friends. Chatted with them, Stephen and Celine, and then I left with Michelle back home.

I made a mental note that Stephen is quite a nice guy, and that maybe I'm not meeting the right people in Singapore. Meeting him put me back into perspective of the type of person I should be liking, i.e. sincere decent person rather than goodlooking messed up scum.

On Sunday I watched "200 Pound Beauty" with Gin Nah and Yeen. It was quite a good movie, to be honest I didn't like the ending. I don't like how Korean culture (at least entertainment wise) puts so much emphasis on plastic surgery, we should be teaching women to feel beautiful and love themselves for who they are. (hahah I know I should practice what I preach)

Monday I met Stephen for a extremely tourist-y attraction, the Cheng Ho Harbour Cruise.

Cheng Ho (Zheng He) ...from my memory was like the Chinese Marco Polo. I was expecting a historical boat ride around the harbour, but it was more like "To the left is Sentosa island...with attractions such as..." haha.

Amazing lor.

Anyways for interest sake : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cheng_Ho

The cruise ended up being 3 hours of us just chatting and chatting.

At the start of the day, we didn't know much about eachother, because actually we only spoke for 20-30 minutes on Saturday?

If you think about it, it is a little strange to think that we would be meeting for a cruise ride, but it was really fun and I had an amazing time.

For those who know me, I am...a tad bit vain. I am very particular with my tan lines especially. We ended up chatting in the strong hot sun, and I now have a horrible tank top tan, and I look 2 shades darker. Will post up pictures when Jay comes, because she has a digital camera :)

I went to class that day thinking wow, it is so nice to have met Stephen.
I was on a natural high.

We complement eachother.

And it SUCKS like hell that he doesn't live in Singapore, and that he is here only until Thursday.

*sigh* life is unfair.

I ended up pouting all night about it, couldn't sleep and so I came online chatted to Adrian, Grace and Andrea, then called Andrea to catch up.

I chatted with Andrea all the way from 7am-10am, haha I even spoke to her as I was on my way to meet him, at 10. Hence, I was super tired at Sentosa. (2 hours of sleep)

Part of me was tired, but I have to admit, part of me did not want to be so enthusiastic about spending time with him. Maybe it is the singaporean pragmatic attitude slipping in.

Why have another spectacular amazing day with him when I know he is going to leave on thursday and I will be heartbroken once again.

I let that thinking get the best of me. I had such a nice time with him at Sentosa, but it could have been nicer.

Wednesday morning was the last time I could hang out with him.

Time is so short, there is just not enough time in a day. It is extremely frustrating when you want to maximise your time with someone but there are so many constraints, and you realise you can't.

I left home on Wednesday determined to take it as a casual outing, and block out the fact that he is leaving on Thursday, and block out the fact that I met my match and I can't have him.

It worked a bit, I was more happy and my usual self. And then he left.

On Monday, I thought that I would be horribly depressed on Thursday morning.

I imagined that I would not be able to get out of bed and go to class with puffy eyes.

But do you know what. Like Mommy always says, I am a survivor.

And do you know what. When I fall, I know I have friends and family who love me. I think that has made all the difference. I was so upset when I left him on Wednesday, I met Juliet for a warm hug and we had a quick dinner, then at school Liang Yi and I were giggling in class over random what nots and both she and Denise cheered me up. By the time I went home, I was happy. This morning I got texts, calls and msn msgs from everyone to check if I am okay? could I walk?

I'm happy, don't worry about me.

I realised that Stephen was right. I should live things day by day and not think so much. He is lovely, and it would be so nice if we could work out.

The odds of our paths crossing were so low, but the fact of the matter is that they did cross. If we are meant to be together, our paths will cross again.

I am half tempted to say that I was swept away for 3 days in a whirlwind romance, and that time (lack of it) was a huge factor.

But...that's not fair, because they were definitely more than that. I am thankful for them, because I was very close to clamming up and becoming a recluse, and now I am more positive and open to relationships.

Regardless of what happens in the future, I am a much happier person now, I feel the difference.

Thanks Stephen. :)