Tiffany open pendant necklace
Wednesday
It was pay day, so after work I went to Tiffany to buy Angel a present. Why was I willing to dish out $175 for it? It was a combination of things I suppose. She had asked for it and she had seemed like she wanted to get closer in recent times, and in some strange way I was treating her as a continuation of Jenny. It's as if part of me just pretended the Jenny thing never happened, and whatever romantic interest spectrum I was on just continued onto Angel.
It was my first time in the store. This was one of those places that were always way too expensive for me to even consider looking into the window at. But I had checked their website and it looked like the cheapest thing was around $175, and the open heard pendant and necklace at that price looked good enough.
I probably couldn't have looked more like a cheapskate when I walked in, and asked the first store assistant to help me "I'm looking for the Elsa open heart pendant, for $175". Did I really have to specify the price? Anyway, he directed me upstairs, so up I went, only to stand around and wait like 15 minutes because every store assistant was already serving a customer. The place looked so high class that all the assistants were wearing a glove on one hand to handle the jewellery.
Eventually I was served, and got the purchase done relatively quickly as I had already found what I wanted. The girl asked me what the occasion was, and my first thought was "don't tell her you're getting this for a prostitute". I said it was a random surprise, and she said how nice.
In basketball, it was another frustrating night. Big Kevin told us he was going to HK, and Johnny as usual was a no-show without a word. It was a 9:50pm game, I didn't have the car, and I was injured - and I still made it to the game. That is how bad I wanted to win this one.
Anyway, I caught the train out to the game. Kelvin was the first to show up after me. For some reason he seemed a bit quieter than usual, but I wasn't sure if it was me or him. I'll admit I was a bit quiet in the beginning as well, but only because I wanted to finish off listening to the motivation speeches I had on my iPod.
He wasn't any better during the game, where he first set a screen for me on NO ONE, so when I passed him the ball it hit him in the shoulder but luckily we retrieved it. Then there were two other passes which hit him in the head and in the back because he wasn't ready for them.
We were sort of in the game in the beginning, but the other team pulled away, and got so comfortable they started joking around towards the end. We made a slight run but just didn't have enough gas.
Towards the end of the game as well, my injury really started affecting me. I could jog, but couldn't sprint. I got so frustrated I swore at Mike when their big guy drove it and Mike just stood aside to let him drive.
Kelvin left after the game and I let off steam about him to the other guys, which was so loud it caught the attention of one referee who was standing around.
I can't remember the last time I felt this angry. I just felt there was such an imbalance in motivation, why was I so motivated but these guys looked like they weren't even trying? Why?
I somewhat enjoyed the train ride home, just being by myself and listening to the motivational speeches.
Thursday
I was pretty excited to see Angel and give her the gift I had gotten her. But when I texted the shop asking if she was working, they said no. Usually I wouldn't have cared too much, but since the Jenny thing, Angel had now become my number one 'focus', and my paranoia acted up. Part of me wondered if she had known I'd visit on Thursday/Friday so she decided to avoid me.
I was pretty calm about it at first, telling myself I'd just see her the next night. But then curiosity got the best of me and I went looking for other places. I had found this girl before and she looked hot, but I told myself the photo was a fake. I had even found it on Google Image. But stupidity got to me and I went ahead to book it.
I even had various chances to jump ship, like when I was waiting downstairs and they were telling me the girl was downstairs, so I got to see her without her knowing who I was. Her body did resemble the girl in the photo a bit, but this girl's face was a bit chubby. I went in and nodded at her and we both knew. She took me upstairs, I paid her the exorbitant amount of $380, and we got the deed done.
I felt somewhat guilty afterwards because of the cost of it, but told myself it was nevertheless better than gambling and losing $2000 in one night.
Friday
Tonight Angel was working. I went home after work to change, and then drove out to the shop. I got there right on time and was shown in by the tall guy wearing the thick framed glasses. I told him I had made a booking and I went into the waiting room to wait.
I heard him call out to Angel and say something about working. I flipped through a car magazine and a while later she came over and opened the door. She led me to the room that's on the 'mid floor' and we went in. I sat down on the single person couch and asked her to sit on my lap. When she did I playfully pushed her off and asked her to sit down again. She didn't fall for it lol, and asked me to put my arms up, which I did.
She sat down again and I held her, and then asked her to close her eyes. She closed them and I went in for a kiss but she ducked away. I told her to close her eyes again, and this time asked "chinca?" to make sure. She said yes, so I pulled out the box in front of her and asked her to open. She opened them and was surprised to see the box.
She sat upright on my lap and started opening the box. She asked what was in it and shook it but it made no sound. I joked it was empty. She opened it and opened the pouch contained within. She couldn't find anything and pouted that it was empty.
What the fuck? Did I get screwed? Did they not put the necklace inside???
She handed me the pouch back and I searched inside whilst she just looked forward. I had to turn the thing inside out to find the necklace - either it was too small, or it had been stuffed in too deep. I pulled it out and showed it to her, and she accused me of hiding it in my pocket the whole time. Geez, I wish, that actually would've been a pretty good trick.
She held it up to look at it and said she liked it. She gave it back to me, wanting me to put it on for her. She lifted her hair up and so I did. I feared I wouldn't be able to because I didn't have any practice, but I got it on ok.
I told her I wanted to see her the day before but was told she wasn't working. She said she spent the day with a friend who had gone back home to Korea on the Friday morning, and added that she was sad. I asked if she had known the friend for long, she said no but she had been a good friend.
She said she liked it and kept kissing me on the cheek to thank me. She wanted to look for a mirror and then went out to find one. She returned, and then went out again to get some drinks. When she returned, we drank and talked sitting on the bed. She had a coffee and I had a melon juice. It was pretty nice.
I did playfully ask her to come out to dinner with me, but she said nothing each time I asked. I wasn't expecting a yes anyway. At one point she was on top of me holding each other and she said she didn't like her job.
Because she was now my only option, I got a bit nervous and at times didn't know what to say. We eventually hugged and kissed and started fooling around. We both got our tops off and at one stage she said "hug me", so I held her from behind as we laid there on the bed. We ended up kissing a bit and she asked me to shower, I looked at the clock and we only had about 15 minutes left so I said we didn't have enough time.
But more kissing moments later made us both hop into the shower, and I got on top of her kissing her, and thought maybe she was open to doing it without using a condom. But when I tried to see how far I could go, she suggested using a condom and reached out for one and put it on for me. We had sex for a bit but the buzzer went and I just said not to worry. I didn't go there for sex anyway.
Saturday
Went to the doctor's in the morning. Had a 9:15am appointment and got seen at 10am. Not sure why the fuck they even have an appointment system.
Anyway, just got told what I had already found out through Google - I have plantar fasciitis and achilles tendonitis. I was prescribed some anti-inflammation capsules, and recommended to buy some heel cups. Surprisingly he said I could continue with exercising.
Played GTA V heists in the day and then in the afternoon went to pick up Daniel from the uni near me to go to basketball together. As always, had a good chat on the drive there. Neither of us played again as we were both injured, so we just sat at the scorer's table doing duty.
After basketball we went for dinner at Pho An in Bankstown at my suggestion. It was a good idea because everyone liked it, but didn't realise they had raised the prices.
After dinner we split, and I drove Daniel home.
It was pay day, so after work I went to Tiffany to buy Angel a present. Why was I willing to dish out $175 for it? It was a combination of things I suppose. She had asked for it and she had seemed like she wanted to get closer in recent times, and in some strange way I was treating her as a continuation of Jenny. It's as if part of me just pretended the Jenny thing never happened, and whatever romantic interest spectrum I was on just continued onto Angel.
It was my first time in the store. This was one of those places that were always way too expensive for me to even consider looking into the window at. But I had checked their website and it looked like the cheapest thing was around $175, and the open heard pendant and necklace at that price looked good enough.
I probably couldn't have looked more like a cheapskate when I walked in, and asked the first store assistant to help me "I'm looking for the Elsa open heart pendant, for $175". Did I really have to specify the price? Anyway, he directed me upstairs, so up I went, only to stand around and wait like 15 minutes because every store assistant was already serving a customer. The place looked so high class that all the assistants were wearing a glove on one hand to handle the jewellery.
Eventually I was served, and got the purchase done relatively quickly as I had already found what I wanted. The girl asked me what the occasion was, and my first thought was "don't tell her you're getting this for a prostitute". I said it was a random surprise, and she said how nice.
In basketball, it was another frustrating night. Big Kevin told us he was going to HK, and Johnny as usual was a no-show without a word. It was a 9:50pm game, I didn't have the car, and I was injured - and I still made it to the game. That is how bad I wanted to win this one.
Anyway, I caught the train out to the game. Kelvin was the first to show up after me. For some reason he seemed a bit quieter than usual, but I wasn't sure if it was me or him. I'll admit I was a bit quiet in the beginning as well, but only because I wanted to finish off listening to the motivation speeches I had on my iPod.
He wasn't any better during the game, where he first set a screen for me on NO ONE, so when I passed him the ball it hit him in the shoulder but luckily we retrieved it. Then there were two other passes which hit him in the head and in the back because he wasn't ready for them.
We were sort of in the game in the beginning, but the other team pulled away, and got so comfortable they started joking around towards the end. We made a slight run but just didn't have enough gas.
Towards the end of the game as well, my injury really started affecting me. I could jog, but couldn't sprint. I got so frustrated I swore at Mike when their big guy drove it and Mike just stood aside to let him drive.
Kelvin left after the game and I let off steam about him to the other guys, which was so loud it caught the attention of one referee who was standing around.
I can't remember the last time I felt this angry. I just felt there was such an imbalance in motivation, why was I so motivated but these guys looked like they weren't even trying? Why?
I somewhat enjoyed the train ride home, just being by myself and listening to the motivational speeches.
Thursday
I was pretty excited to see Angel and give her the gift I had gotten her. But when I texted the shop asking if she was working, they said no. Usually I wouldn't have cared too much, but since the Jenny thing, Angel had now become my number one 'focus', and my paranoia acted up. Part of me wondered if she had known I'd visit on Thursday/Friday so she decided to avoid me.
I was pretty calm about it at first, telling myself I'd just see her the next night. But then curiosity got the best of me and I went looking for other places. I had found this girl before and she looked hot, but I told myself the photo was a fake. I had even found it on Google Image. But stupidity got to me and I went ahead to book it.
I even had various chances to jump ship, like when I was waiting downstairs and they were telling me the girl was downstairs, so I got to see her without her knowing who I was. Her body did resemble the girl in the photo a bit, but this girl's face was a bit chubby. I went in and nodded at her and we both knew. She took me upstairs, I paid her the exorbitant amount of $380, and we got the deed done.
I felt somewhat guilty afterwards because of the cost of it, but told myself it was nevertheless better than gambling and losing $2000 in one night.
Friday
Tonight Angel was working. I went home after work to change, and then drove out to the shop. I got there right on time and was shown in by the tall guy wearing the thick framed glasses. I told him I had made a booking and I went into the waiting room to wait.
I heard him call out to Angel and say something about working. I flipped through a car magazine and a while later she came over and opened the door. She led me to the room that's on the 'mid floor' and we went in. I sat down on the single person couch and asked her to sit on my lap. When she did I playfully pushed her off and asked her to sit down again. She didn't fall for it lol, and asked me to put my arms up, which I did.
She sat down again and I held her, and then asked her to close her eyes. She closed them and I went in for a kiss but she ducked away. I told her to close her eyes again, and this time asked "chinca?" to make sure. She said yes, so I pulled out the box in front of her and asked her to open. She opened them and was surprised to see the box.
She sat upright on my lap and started opening the box. She asked what was in it and shook it but it made no sound. I joked it was empty. She opened it and opened the pouch contained within. She couldn't find anything and pouted that it was empty.
What the fuck? Did I get screwed? Did they not put the necklace inside???
She handed me the pouch back and I searched inside whilst she just looked forward. I had to turn the thing inside out to find the necklace - either it was too small, or it had been stuffed in too deep. I pulled it out and showed it to her, and she accused me of hiding it in my pocket the whole time. Geez, I wish, that actually would've been a pretty good trick.
She held it up to look at it and said she liked it. She gave it back to me, wanting me to put it on for her. She lifted her hair up and so I did. I feared I wouldn't be able to because I didn't have any practice, but I got it on ok.
I told her I wanted to see her the day before but was told she wasn't working. She said she spent the day with a friend who had gone back home to Korea on the Friday morning, and added that she was sad. I asked if she had known the friend for long, she said no but she had been a good friend.
She said she liked it and kept kissing me on the cheek to thank me. She wanted to look for a mirror and then went out to find one. She returned, and then went out again to get some drinks. When she returned, we drank and talked sitting on the bed. She had a coffee and I had a melon juice. It was pretty nice.
I did playfully ask her to come out to dinner with me, but she said nothing each time I asked. I wasn't expecting a yes anyway. At one point she was on top of me holding each other and she said she didn't like her job.
Because she was now my only option, I got a bit nervous and at times didn't know what to say. We eventually hugged and kissed and started fooling around. We both got our tops off and at one stage she said "hug me", so I held her from behind as we laid there on the bed. We ended up kissing a bit and she asked me to shower, I looked at the clock and we only had about 15 minutes left so I said we didn't have enough time.
But more kissing moments later made us both hop into the shower, and I got on top of her kissing her, and thought maybe she was open to doing it without using a condom. But when I tried to see how far I could go, she suggested using a condom and reached out for one and put it on for me. We had sex for a bit but the buzzer went and I just said not to worry. I didn't go there for sex anyway.
Saturday
Went to the doctor's in the morning. Had a 9:15am appointment and got seen at 10am. Not sure why the fuck they even have an appointment system.
Anyway, just got told what I had already found out through Google - I have plantar fasciitis and achilles tendonitis. I was prescribed some anti-inflammation capsules, and recommended to buy some heel cups. Surprisingly he said I could continue with exercising.
Played GTA V heists in the day and then in the afternoon went to pick up Daniel from the uni near me to go to basketball together. As always, had a good chat on the drive there. Neither of us played again as we were both injured, so we just sat at the scorer's table doing duty.
After basketball we went for dinner at Pho An in Bankstown at my suggestion. It was a good idea because everyone liked it, but didn't realise they had raised the prices.
After dinner we split, and I drove Daniel home.
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