(64) When Cupid strikes.

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dear mr & mrs bloggie…

 

I thought I had it all in the bag when I met that man whose name filled my entries after entries in that every blog I owned.

 

It was easy to fall in love. But fate decided to twist the plot. Alas, I fell out of love four years later.

 

Even then, I was living in denial. Until I decided playing with the hearts was not one for the faint-hearted.

 

I took the leap. It was mutual, notwithstanding. We ended things rather abruptly for we thought this change could make us, well, change. We needed it badly. I needed it badly.

 

I seized the opportunity of my newfound singledom to date those guys I had huge crushes on. Noticing them back then but them not noticing you. Now, the cards are mine to deal, oh it’s in my favor alright.

 

Justly I must ask, (daresay for the love of god) can someone explain to this lost soul here why looks and personality don’t go hand in hand? Of course, fate as usual was just playing a cruel joke on me coz aha! all of the dates of which I had yearned for had turned out quite disastrous. No offence to those concerned. Allow me to end this bit please.

                                                                                          

Anyhows…

 

So what if the cupid decides to strike yet again? Though this time, what if now rather than dating someone you admire, a guy who has a crush on you back during your polytechnic school days asked you out? Wait, bare in mind you have by now given up on all hopes in finding that perfect date.

 

He who noticed you when you strutted pass him to get to class and took time to observe you.

 

He who read your blog and viewed your friendster constantly for that was the only way to get to know you better.

 

He who went great lengths to muster the courage to befriend you, (granted eventually) by going  through your loved one. Though I might add, a disapproving act it was.

 

He who shunned away from the truth because getting you was every bit impossible.

 

He who then became your obsession…

 

My obsession.

 

So what happens next?

 

Ladies and gentlemen, he becomes my Sailorman.

 

He has managed to change me, slowly still but surely. My sarcasm lessened and my vulgarities have been set to a minimum. Aint that a wonder? He’s determined to make a better woman out of me, truth be told. By all means, do.

 

And perhaps I should stop finding my Architect. We shall see about that.

 

Sailorman, you are every bit delicious to me. And I am truly addicted. 

 

Believe me you, I take pride writing bout this chap because he has taken pride in becoming my boy-friend. His proposal was every bit awkward and shy like he is. Ahhhh, I smile now in remembrance.

 

I wish I could go on but unfortunately see, I learnt that one shouldn’t sing his praises too early. Sod it, I had learnt it the hard way, so help me god.

 

Like sunshine after the rain, today seems good a time as any to begin my chapter, yes, to gather the rose of love whilst yet is time. But my oh my, let my love story be a mystery for now I beg of you.

 

Then later, even the fairies would wait with anticipation. The elves would be all over me like a rash. And YOU, you would slowly drift away like the clouds in my dream…..

 

I am happy.

 

 cinta

fasyalba

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