How! Like That Howwww.....
(Readers beware. This post will make you think that I am super desperate for men.)
Saturday night, I have nothing major to do, but I am not turning in.
Since last night, I have been questioning myself about the plight that I am in.
Absolutely zilch opportunity to meet new people. Or put it bluntly, meet new men.
Nope, I do not pin hopes on meeting people from Friendster or Myspace. One broke my heart, and the others are just... weird (OK, I am super bias and picky and shallow and stuffs...). Anyway, I have not got any messages from strangers for a very long time already. So there is no way I will ever meet someone online.
There is no way I can meet someone at all! It's not that I do not want to meet, but, how do I meet? There is simply no opportunity to do so.
Then I went to view my private blog that documented all my romantic encounters. There were 2 I-think-I-hit-something posts, one in May the other in June. Prior to those, my posts were mainly about trying to get over That Man, and earlier to that, the self questioning process of why he has not been calling/sms-ing/IM-ing. And even earlier, there they were. The posts of praying for God's hand on the r/s and the process of affirming the step. And the "We are official!" post that I thought I could declare to the world on our wedding (yeah, the thought did pop up once, but that was it.)
Each posts brought back bitter, confuse, content, sweet, jittery, fluttery and unsure moments, in that order. Back to the time when we first started, I thought "this is it". Tip-toeing into the r/s was one of the bold move I made for the past 12 months. I was basking in happiness, love and walking in days when gravity seems non-existence. 2 weeks later, I was thrown down from my orbit of fantasy into cold earth, and I broke pretty badly.
Carrying that memory, I went to his Friendster profile after the blog read. Yes, I do still remember his hotmail id.
He last login was 24 hours ago, which I would presume that he is still busy making friends. Everyday.
His profile has locked strangers out, with the following announcement:
Well, such is life. He will forever be a lingering memory.
How do I feel about him? Disappointment. False Hope. I waswrong too naive to have literally take the face value of his words as affirmative. I allowed myself to be led on with false hopes. I was a fool who believed that a liar could bring me happiness forever and ever.
It's been about 6 mths ( 6 months!) since That Man left me without a word. The scar is there, but the pain has gone (remembering then).
只能说遗憾。
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So tell me... How and Where can I meet potential, eligible and decent Mr Right?!
Saturday night, I have nothing major to do, but I am not turning in.
Since last night, I have been questioning myself about the plight that I am in.
Absolutely zilch opportunity to meet new people. Or put it bluntly, meet new men.
Nope, I do not pin hopes on meeting people from Friendster or Myspace. One broke my heart, and the others are just... weird (OK, I am super bias and picky and shallow and stuffs...). Anyway, I have not got any messages from strangers for a very long time already. So there is no way I will ever meet someone online.
There is no way I can meet someone at all! It's not that I do not want to meet, but, how do I meet? There is simply no opportunity to do so.
Then I went to view my private blog that documented all my romantic encounters. There were 2 I-think-I-hit-something posts, one in May the other in June. Prior to those, my posts were mainly about trying to get over That Man, and earlier to that, the self questioning process of why he has not been calling/sms-ing/IM-ing. And even earlier, there they were. The posts of praying for God's hand on the r/s and the process of affirming the step. And the "We are official!" post that I thought I could declare to the world on our wedding (yeah, the thought did pop up once, but that was it.)
Each posts brought back bitter, confuse, content, sweet, jittery, fluttery and unsure moments, in that order. Back to the time when we first started, I thought "this is it". Tip-toeing into the r/s was one of the bold move I made for the past 12 months. I was basking in happiness, love and walking in days when gravity seems non-existence. 2 weeks later, I was thrown down from my orbit of fantasy into cold earth, and I broke pretty badly.
Carrying that memory, I went to his Friendster profile after the blog read. Yes, I do still remember his hotmail id.
He last login was 24 hours ago, which I would presume that he is still busy making friends. Everyday.
His profile has locked strangers out, with the following announcement:
- Access to That Man's full profile is limited to Friendster members to whom That Man is closely connected.
- That Man has chosen to only receive messages from Friendster members to whom That Man is closely connected.
Well, such is life. He will forever be a lingering memory.
How do I feel about him? Disappointment. False Hope. I was
It's been about 6 mths ( 6 months!) since That Man left me without a word. The scar is there, but the pain has gone (remembering then).
只能说遗憾。
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So tell me... How and Where can I meet potential, eligible and decent Mr Right?!
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