You sometimes think that you meet the wrong person at the right time (excuses excuses).. right person (maybe) at the wrong time.. and hopefully you'll meet the right person at the right time.. or the wrong person (but you never realize it) at whatever time..
Anyway, there was this guy I met not long after I got out of the longest relationship I've ever been in. A very nice guy. He's someone who'd worship you like a goddess and work his ass off just to get you something you might want. He's the type who'd put you in the spotlight and stand at the side looking proudly at you (but not like a trophy kind of thing). Not someone who'd let go of your hand when he sees someone he doesn't want to see him holding hands with some girl.
A little story that might help the guys in making a girl blush, corny but I think it's kinda cute.
When we first knew each other, I pulled a prank on him and told him that that day was my birthday. It was sometime during the exam period, I told him that nobody visited me on the night of my birthday, so he insisted of coming over with his housemate and celebrate it with me.. I totally rejected that idea.
The next day, I was studying at the library, put my mobile on silent, put it in my bag and not care about it at all. When I went for a break, I found 18 text messages on my mobile from numbers I didn't recognize wishing me a happy birthday. A few more were still coming in. Some of the people who sent me those messages were smart enough to say that they're wishing me a happy birthday on his behalf.. and added some cheesy stuff, but there was one slow one whose text sounded like: "hey man, is this your new number, what do you mean?" and then that guy rang me. Funny as.
But.. long story short, it didn't work out. I did some bad things and I completely understand if he wants to stay mad with me for the rest of my life (please don't hate me when I'm no longer around on this planet). Well, actually he might have totally forgotten about me (fingers crossed), but I just want to clarify something.. I never said anything bad about you. Whenever anyone asked back then, I said nothing.. nothinggggg... noooooothiiiiinggg *whitney houston styleeeee* hehe.. ahhh.. jayus.. Sooo, to conclude, I invite you to forgive me.. for the sake of Lebaran.. not that either of us celebrates it.. But how's that sound???
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