surprise, surprise

you're at it again, you sweet sweet sucker. i don't know why and how to react. but at the moment, being nonchalant's my safest bet.

thank you for your countless attempts. all of which i successfully bailed out. okay, blame me for being unreasonably, foolishly loyal.

(all those wasted days and nights when i missed, waited and loved you - who was with her instead. i should've known the night you answered the call outside your room. and the way you looked at me in bed later the same night. i saw it in your eyes but i brushed it aside. the 2 spoons in that ice cream bowl lying on your floor, the red tank top, all those days when you were the only thing on mind when i was abroad, strolling by the shops thinking that "oh X would like this, that, etc" while unknowingly you were spending your minutes with her, and MANY MANY more that i brushed aside. how foolishly stupid i was to have believed all your crocodile tears and love speech)

note to self: listen & trust your guts next time, every-time! i made the biggest mistake by wanting to believe it wasnt true. itulah giving the benefit of the doubt lagi. pfft.

today was toootally uncalled for! you downloaded, compiled, and burned all my favourite shows onto dvds, which you passed through our common friend because quoting you:

"planning to meet you is like planning to meet the pope!"

hahaha im sorry. i'll make it up to you soon.
anyhoo, thank you beribu-ribu kali.
and you've got me listening to your song now.
through the barricades - spandau ballet.

you said, you do things for no reason. so, all these asking outs (and me being completely oblivious that you wanted to bring me to your friends), dvds and songs - are purely out of your boredom. so i, being one who holds dearly to words, will believe so.

oh yes, thank you for the final surprise - for next sunday night.