Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Jokes, Flirts and Half-hearted feelings.

In this blog, i shall post about our journey that we have been through from the very first start and hopefully there wont be any ending? hahaha.

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On this fateful day, 15/12/2012, i've decided to go clubbing with Catherine after work. We decided to head over to Zirca along with cat's friend, CF.

The party starts, so does the drinking.

I didnt had my usual amount of alcohol, of course, me and CF ended up looking after Cat who was pretty much damn high and out (he did most of the take-care/look-out-for-her part though.) And at around 3am+? He made his appearance. CF then took charge of Cat while i was taken care of by him. Oh well, no matter how many times i tried assuring both of them that i'm freaking not drunk and how conscious i am, they just insists the opposite. Guys. 

We then headed to the Mac nearby and had some supper. We chatted, flirted, exchanged numbers, half-heartedly agreed to be each other's girlfriend/boyfriend... It's kinda crazy, rash and amazing how both of us just played along with the flow and got trapped in our own promises. Fate is crazy, so are we. 
CF then went on to send Cat homewhile he volunteered to send me home too. We first went over to the taxi stand where CF and Cat took a cab while we patiently sat at the shelter. He had his smoke break and i tried to stay awake. We chatted again and then decided that we should take the first train home. We then strolled our way to the Mrt station, and that was the first time we held hands, though it's really because i cant see clearly in the dark, hence the flow~ 

We sat at by the stairs just outside the station as we realize its still very early. We then met this French guy who asked about the cab fare and the train service. I clearly remembered how badly i wanted to take the cash out of my wallet and ask him to scram (simply because both guys were talking way too loud for the night.)

As we heard the station's gate opening, we decided to drop by the convenience store for some drink before we go. By then, we realized how similar our likings are. And there comes the truth...

"When's your birthday?"
"November.."
"*starts showing this complicated and bothered expression* Serious?"
"Why?"
"Which date?"
"November 15."
"... Liar."

After a short debate and flashing our ICs, we found out that we both had the same birthday, just exactly two years apart. That moment was more of eerie than shockness.

Soon i reached home and we parted ways.