Congruency and Incongruency

November 19th, 2006

it all strikes me as very funny, and quite ironic, when i think about it. i used to tell her i was meant to draw those flowers, all over her desk and in my high school maths text book. there is a higher purpose, i’d insist, and she’d scoff. and then today i thought chan fai was calling me, so i turned around to ask him what he wanted. he looked at me and said no, he didnt call me. yes you did, i said. no i didnt, he answers. then he tells me what he really said. for a moment i am completely taken aback, then i laugh. i just had to laugh. after a while i said, yeah my name sounds a lot like that. he agrees, and says he will enunciate my name properly the next time he’s referring to me. i laugh again and say yes, you should. everyone should.

the past few days have seen a lot of missed opportunities and wasted time. but it has also been a week of good conversation in cars. especially with wai min; we found out this week that we have more in common than we think, especially when it comes to matters we take into our own hands. but i’m beginning to feel that we’re seeing too much of each other, what with her sleeping over at my place so much nowadays. waimin, what will your mother think?!

in a week’s time, i will be with Martian in our city. our FIRST city, the one before HK. there will be no more sausages and cheap coke this time around, but kisses and handholding will definitely be in abundance. maybe we’ll even go back to the same cafe we were in, the one opposite The Davis. heehee. yummy Silom banana pancakes, here i come! and i will share you with Martian. it’s always nice to share food you like with people you love. Martian, if you are reading this, you WILL eat the Silom banana pancakes i am going to feed you. ok?

Entry Filed under: Martianisms, Musings