Saturday, March 13, 2010

Recovery

Think I recover better than I thought. Shouldn't be scared of seeing you again.

Just because I played some good volleyball two nights in a row, which helped me to drain most of the W-related negative energy.

I am good.

Still waiting......





Almost nobody calls me Lai Lai anymore, but I still love this name. My name is Lai Lai :p

Thursday, March 11, 2010

To help myself

I do not want to see you again anytime soon.

Hope this is the right thing to do.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

A heart breaking birthday

After all these years, I trained not to remind myself of my birthday anymore. Because when you know that you are still gonna be spending this "special" day by yourself, things can only turn more pathetic if you echo this over and over again.

Stupid me, after I found out that my closest friends did not actually recall this day, as usual, I was kinda of disappointed, which I should've known better, calling up Paul for ice-cream was the only thing I wanna do besides the crying. That's why I met up with him after work. He took me out to the Century Plaza for desserts. Thank God he spent time with me to keep me accompanied. We ordered a dish of sweet potato toasts and a coffee sundae. They were the most delicious food ever occurred on earth :) Somehow, he asked me if I knew Willis. Of course I know him, the guy who shares a lot of common hobbies with me; the guy who teaches me a lot in clinical skills; the guy who is very caring and considerate.

The more we talked about him, the more I wanted to see him. At the same time, Mav called me up if I wanna get some desserts with him. I chose to meet him up at PolyU so that I MAY have a chance to see Willis. Later I found out that he didn't have class tonight. So anyway, Mav and I took the 112 bus to CWB to get desserts. Guess who I saw on the bus? The familiar and warm face that I saw...... with a girl. My heart sank to the lowest point of the earth but the smile was still hanging on the anterior surface of the mindless skull.

A little chat on the bus. Then I went back to Mav. Honestly, I didn't even know what was it about Mav in our conversation, about his job, his study, his vacation.. whatever. I heard nothing and talked nonsense.

Should I thank God for meeting him on this special day? Thank God for letting me put on a little make up before meeting him?

Should I be upset that my dream's completely broken? Should I be happy to be waken up from the silly dream?

Don't know if it's because I had desserts for the whole night, my body, mind and heart feel very empty.

A heart breaking birthday like this one, truly the first time.



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What's next? Receiving your wedding invitation?

Saturday, March 6, 2010

It's March

Dinner with a friend one night, I told her about switching team from orthopaedics to RMD. It is going to be wonderful but it may take time for me to pick up the usual routine of work. That's why I would most like to stay behind and study the cases and stuff.

She goes, "Monika, you are so hard working. But you can only tell friends about these things. It will be such a turn off for guys as they will think that you are a difficult gal to deal with."

What have I done wrong?

It's March again. Is it going to be fun one? Or a lonely one? Honestly, nevermind.... Gimme a coupla days more to fool myself.