Relax Thursday.

Such a lazy day. I woke up to see my grandma gone to Johore. Well, that was fine, and then I got up and took a shower... And came back to my phone to see 5 missed calls from four minutes before. This feeling sucks!

There are many different kinds of "miss". There's the kind where you are longing for someone who's far away. You're longing for their touch, for their comfort, for their kiss. Then there's the kind where you're longing for the person who isn't who they are anymore; someone who used to be your best friend, who is now just someone you see everyday.

And then, there is... The "coincidence" kind of miss. The type where your other half who lives far away, comes to a city near you but you aren't able to meet him. The type where you are now standing where he stood ten minutes earlier. The type where you were waiting hours for someone who arrived just as you gave up and left.

You know when I was younger, I would always wake up early on the weekends to send my mom off to work. Back then she was working office hours everyday and my grandmother still lived with us. I would hear them talking and this would wake me up around 8, and I would get up from bed and walk to the kitchen where they were.

Sometimes I wouldn't wake up on time. I would wake up to see that she was already gone. When there were those days where I'd missed my mom, I would cry. I really cried.

Well anyway, the prince's internet is down til tomorrow. And he lives in Malaysia, which means he can't text or call me with his phone, and his 3G is also pretty much useless. All he can do is call me with a number that's like 10 digits long.

Oh well, I feel like we're back in the 90s when the girl would wait by the phone for the lover to call! And why can't I call him myself, you ask? Maybe because his house phone has a cord and I'm afraid his mom would answer. Yes! Just like in those days back in primary school whenever I rang up a crush! I'm not sure why it makes me feel so blissful, more than I should.

Have I told you that I spent the day before yesterday with him as well as my best friend? Siying and I had a job interview at CC11 Tai Seng, which were unfamiliar to the both of us although it's only 2 stations away from me on the Circle Line.

The rain had gotten a little heavier by the time we got there. We saw the building on the other side of the road; letters spelling out Charles & Keith displayed right at the top. Ran in the rain, we did, in our dress [Siying's] and skirt [mine]. By the time we were halfway through we realised there were two C&K buildings. And, apparently, it was the one which was further from where we had made it to.

Ran in the rain again we did; okay not really run because damn, I wasn't very comfortable in the maxi skirt which I had forced myself to wear. And Siying's sandals were slippery, so we kind of walked briskly. By the time we made it to the further building, our hair was a mess and my skirt was stained darker where the raindrops fell upon.

I felt so adventurous, I really did! I just kept thinking that it would have been more fun in my jeans and Converse sneakers. *shrugs and grins sheepishly*

After the interview [which went well apart from the fact that I felt shadowed by my best friend] we walked out of the building greeted by harder raindrops, stronger winds, and harsh coldness. Goodness! I really wanted so badly to wear jeans at that moment! My skirt was flying around and it did not look cool at all. [Oh, I had a pair in my bag but Siying wouldn't let me change]

We walked back to Tai Seng station in the rain, a shorter route since we knew where to go already. Followed her to the Tampines post office for her to collect yet another parcel. I still feel sad about my Pikachu thumbdrives which had "gotten lost in the mail".

I was shameless enough to completely lepak at her house for a while, even trying on her clothes. I fucking love the way her sheer top matches with my tank top. Oh goodness. And she also said that I looked like a pretty Malay woman. Damn. What would I do to get back my Cotton On sheer top.

I had so many outfits on me that day! I was wearing a long-sleeved top with a tank underneath, and a maxi skirt with shorts underneath. And not to forget the maroon skinnies in my bag.

Well I made my way to Bishan afterwards and changed yet again into my skirt. I sat waiting for the prince who just finished his gym session, and when he saw me he was pleasantly surprised; "You look so nice!!" and he also said I seemed to have matured hehehe.

During our meal though, of course we started to be ourselves again, and he even said, "Dress so mature but still a kid." aww man he is such a bitch but I love him all the same.

We took the Circle Line train back to Paya Lebar where we took a walk through Geylang only to realise that the tailor was closed, so he decided to send me home instead. Right to the point where we kissed... It was magic. And even the prince said so.

And I just realised that I'd spent a day with two wonderful people but took a photo with neither of them.