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Monday, April 06, 2009

Moving on...again

I don't know why I keep contradicting myself after every post.

Just after last night's entry, I texted Claire saying I couldn't make it tomorrow but asked if she wanted to see a movie on Wednesday. She replied saying she couldn't make it too because she had the cold, and so couldn't make movies either. I sent one back (can't remember what I said) and she just said that she couldn't wait until her cold was over. I sent a final one back suggesting a type of tablet and that was the end of it.

All that was going on while I was half asleep, because I decided to have an early night due to my headache and my not wanting to think about this too much. So because I had such an early night, I woke up quite early today. I got to the bus stop early and waited ages for my bus. In the meantime, this really, really hot girl came along, and her eyes reminded me of NTM's eyes. It wasn't just her physical hotness, it also had something to do with what she was wearing. She was wearing like a brown suit with a red cardigan underneath, which I thought was a really unique look.

After she got on her bus, I stood there thinking that if I attended the bus stop at that time on a few more occasions, I'm sure I'd get her attention.

It was that thought which played on my mind for the rest of the day. But before I get onto that, let me talk about my day.

It was a pretty normal day. I bumped into GS at the train station in Parra, and told him about how I got caught with an invalid ticket on Friday and how I've lost my mobile internet thingy. DC didn't come, I'm guessing he had another matter. I had this big craving for fastfood at lunchtime, but opted for Subway because I wanted to get back to my desk early to do some work. When I was halfway through my sandwich, GS came in with his son, which was a bit of a surprise. I'm sure he was proud to have his son there. I wonder if that could be me one day. Would I want my son watching me in court? Hmmm, I don't know.

When court finished, I walked out of the courtroom and there was that hot para with her friend, seemingly waiting for me as she pounced on me as soon as she spotted me. She had another one of those big yellow envelopes, said my name, said she had to give this to me and handed it over. I smiled and said "are you giving me more work?" She laughed a bit and said yes and walked away.

Now the big question: how do you go from that, to having lunch with her?

Anyway, I thought that was a good end to the day. It made my day really. And it ties back nicely into what I was going to say earlier.

Look, when you decided to go for Ele, it was obvious you had lowered your standards. Not because she was unattractive or anything, but you had always espoused how Caucasians were more attractive (in your perspective). So when you went for Ele, it was pretty obvious you were executing plan B.

And when that didn't work, you went for Claire, who you always saw as a second fiddle to Ele.

So why the HELL are you so upset about not getting a girl who was your backup to your backup?

I keep hearing and reading about how people tend to go for people in their own categories of looks, so someone who is a 5/10 will go for a 5/10. Now, forgive me for using tendency here, but if NTM, CLE, nurse lady, and now the cute para, all of whom are above average (if not tops) thinks that you pass their physical tick boxes, then why the hell would you go for, let alone be upset about, Claire, who a few months ago you wouldn't even have given the time of day?

And this leads me to another topic that I had been thinking about recently - I want you to independently consider the question of whether you even like Claire. I mean, do you really like her, or were you only interested because you knew she was interested? Go back to before Shuing told you she was asking about you - how did you see her then? Maybe you were just settling for second best, hoping you could just live a calm and stable life. But beware, things could turn ugly if you end up with someone you're not even that interested in.

So maybe, I might go back to my original standards. Maybe I'll be at the bus stop tomorrow at the same time.

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