The travails and thrills of being a singleton in my 30s. And probably a little whine to go with the cheese.

Friday, September 30, 2005

The Meeting

Well... it finally happened. I met my ex today for the first time in ages, completely by accident. On a Friday night. At Ikea of all places. I looked like shit - in my jeans and ratty shirt, no makeup on either. ARGH.

Why couldn't I have met him when I was with Pastry or at least when I was looking slightly more glamorous?? ARGH.

It was meant to be a quick hit and run at Ikea, running an errand with my best friend (affectionately known as Rabbit). Which is why I didn't bother with my appearances. Who'd have thought that he would be there?!?! I spotted a mutual friend S, and he literally sprang up when I said "Hi". I think I must have had a shocked look on my face and inwardly went "Oh, NO!".

Considering that we hadn't spoken to each other in person or even on the phone since we broke up, it was pretty awkward. I left it to my best friend and S to keep the conversation going. Rabbit says he couldn't look me in the eye; in any case, he and S left quickly after. To think I was considering extending the olive branch, to try to be friends. Rabbit says, What for? He's been a complete bastard to you, so there's no point. Of course I feel differently, but I love her for saying it anyway. Makes me feel better about myself and the whole stupid situation.

Well, what's done is done. I'll try not to obsess too much about it. I've got a date with Pastry tomorrow. And I'm also helping out at the International Beer and Wine Fair - sampling wines during the day and they also promised me a free case of wine for helping out! Woo!!! Sounds like lots of fun - I'm looking forward to that already! No obsessing...

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Tardiness & Me

Yes I'm tardy. I.e. Late. As are most Singaporeans. I blame my lack of self control. I blame my parents, who always thought it was okay to leave the house the same time as when the appointment or date is due.

I was late to drinks with my friends and was made to pay for a round of drinks, which I guess I sorely deserve. If only I had more self control, self discipline when it comes to time.

Anyway - met up with SH and Jeff, whom I hadn't seen for a while. They grilled me about Pastry, having heard through the grapevine that I had a new Distraction.

We had a great time comparing stories and stuff, and I grew more blatant and asked Pastry out for supper. Sadly, he didn't take the hint and declined the invitation. His loss I guess. Then I flirted with my good friend. Oh dear. Am I drunk? Guess I'm slightly tipsy. :)

Drove home but the drive was too short. I turned around, went to the airport, but that was still not enough. I turned back to town but there was nothing going on, so I turned around and went back home again. How sad, when we planned to go out to Mambo as Zouk was closing for renovations.

Anyway - I will try to not be as late the next time. Save me some $$$ when it comes to buying rounds.

Off to bed now - good night guys!

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Update

It's been exactly one month since my last post and obviously quite a few things have happened. I realise that there's no way to complete the update chronologically, so this is just going to be divvyed up in sections. It won't be short! You have been warned.

Friends

I got to know some friends a little better and I can say that's all good. J and I spent a whole day just relaxing and we just clicked really well. If you're reading this J - thanks for spending all that time with me man. I loved it. We were meant to take up belly dancing class but the studio that we looked at kept calling us 2-3 days before the class is meant to start. I mean, come on - that's way too short a notice! Anyway, I will make my rants be known and if they still continue that, it's time to find a different studio.

Men In My Life (1)

To distract myself earlier in August, I had been actively filling up every meal slot and night time activities, shamelessly asking myself out to friends' parties and organising drinks /dinner at the drop of a hat.

That's where I met this guy, we shall just call him Pastry. One of my good guy friends knew I was down and invited me to a house party. Pastry is an exchange student, someone he met from overseas. He's cute in a very boyish way, but that didn't appeal to me. Mainly because I didn't think of it, secondly because he was younger than me and thirdly because well... I was still getting over the ex. We chatted, I got really drunk that night but no, nothing happened. Did my chaffeuring duties (I was sober by that time), went home and thought nothing of it.

Then the same friend invited me again to another house party, and you guessed it - Pastry was there as well. The host proceeded to throw really good shit down our throats and the conversation was flowing. Before we knew it, we were chucked out of the house, only because the host had to leave early for a weekend trip away. Not knowing where to go, and having chaffeuring duties again, I drove my friends home, Pastry being the last of them I sent home.

Now I'm having a fling with a younger man and it's great! Ex-boyfriend? Who's that? *big grin* I'm having a great time with this new guy and it's simple and wonderful. My friends were right - a "Distraction" is exactly what the doctor ordered.

Admittedly, it's a novelty, going out with someone younger than my brother (although my brother has yet to learn of this fact). Judging from Pastry's mature personality, you could never tell. Anyway... I'm just taking this one date at a time. See where it goes, or not. It doesn't matter - that's what flings are about.

*Mental note to self: DO NOT get emotionally attached - he's only the Rebound Guy!*

Men In My Life (2)

This month must be where I have 'boy toy wanted' written on my forehead or something. The younger men are flocking to me. I invited N to one of my performances as I'd caught one of his. We exchanged a few SMSes before, but anyway, the long and short of it is that he came, we chatted, had a few drinks and after that, he propositioned me.

Nice boost to my ego. I can go "Nyah nyah nyah"! I'm still desirable, and to younger men, no less!

I said no to N though. He wasn't my type; not that Pastry is. Thing is, I'd met him at the same party I'd met Pastry, and so they know each other. Also, there's something in me that can't deal with more than 1 guy at a time. I think I'd probably be known as the Serial Monogamist in the parlance of Sex And The City.

So that's that for now. We'll see how things go with Pastry. :) The thing they say about younger men is very true! *grins from ear to ear*

Career, Business & Finances

Looked at my finances and realised shit, I gotta do something - cos I'm broke as hell and owe the banks money. So it's back to the business (I own a home-based business) and my career in the arts.

Career wise, seeing as I did 2 performances, met up with really cool musicians and am on the way to doing a few more, I'm happy but will need greater sustenance in that area. Think I'll call the bars and agents tomorrow. *sigh*

World of Warcraft

This is the main reason why I haven't been blogging. Yes, that's right. I've been spending all my days AND nights playing this MMOPRG (Massive Multi-player Online Role Playing Game to the uninitiated). It's so addictive! I can and have spent 12 hours straight playing WoW. Even now, I'm itching to get back to the game. The only reason why I'm not is because 1. the servers are down for maintenance and well, I felt guilty about neglecting my blog.

If you're reading this and you play WoW, please send tell to Xyleria or Mirye on the Scarlet Crusade server.


Concert & The Ex

Stacy Kent was in Singapore for a concert - and of course I had to go. Her vocals were smooth and her phrasing was impeccable as usual. What really blew me away was her voice control. Amazingly crisp and clean. I want voice control like that.

The fun part was that I found out that my ex was going to be there as well. Naturally I got out my full arsenal - in case he spotted me, he would know exactly what he was missing. Of course, by this time, I'd just gotten involved with Pastry and was on the moon. Even better, being depressed made me eat less. Weight loss + new love interest = I looked superb!

He hadn't seen me, being the blur fuck that he is, but I had spotted him and avoided him like the plague cos I wasn't ready to speak to him yet. (I'm still not ready to speak to him even now). Received a lame ass SMS from him after the concert, which was ambiguous as usual. Suffice to say I responded in a manner to let him know that I wasn't ready to be friends yet.

He's away for the moment; maybe I'll talk to him when he gets back. If I feel like it. We'll see.

In case you're wondering why and haven't read my earlier posts, I'd like to remain friends with my ex. I'm friends with most, if not all of my ex-es.