The excuse now was ice cream. More than happy to see ok ar. Too soon to be happy yet though. Anyone could just cancel it last minute and you cannot do anything about it. I'm experienced. Hence my paranoia. Receiving any messages between the time she agreed and the time we agreed to meet is like a taboo to me. My heart would skip beats upon hearing the message notification alert urging me irresponsibly to activate the silent mode of my phone and disable its vibration. But no, i didnt do that, as truth must be dealt with honorably.
6pm. Taboo time. The usual happenings i encounter happened. Siren had to dine with her family somewhere outside. Told me off because she couldn't really promise me her presence. Believe me, i was handling it well. Partially was because of the beyond satisfaction treatment she gave me.
8pm.++ She told me her mum might participate in some singing competition for the function her family was attending. So it might be very late. Nothing to jump for joy about, but I was rather content that she would report to me about this.
10pm++. She called. She told me she was available for our meeting already. Requested if i could fetch her. I should hit myself silly because i didnt know where pacific is. Then when she was about to tell me the location, the line cut off. I was taken aback by her initiative, nonetheless died and went to heaven. She already cancelled right? I couldn't help but think that some part of her treasures my company.
I spent a few minutes embracing the heavens and came back to reality. Tried calling her or messaging her. My second time turning on my message delivery report notification and my phone was my best friend. Ah. What happened to her? Her careless mistake again?
Around 1030pm. I became a bitch to some of my friends. Toby was one victim. Nevertheless i couldn't thank him enough, he provided me Siren's home number. Siren told me she was ready, she might be heading home a bit later right? I waited for every 15 minute intervals to actually call to her house. I even thought of going to her house and wait for her to come back but it was late. Yes, you can curse me for not doing that because i feel like cursing myself for that too. Very much.
3rd attempt. Someone answered. Her mum i guessed. Summoned her. It was like 1130 to 1200. Asked her to guess who was i when i was still anonymous. She got it. This became my trademark greeting with her in almost every time i call her.
Talked about myriad stuffs regarding the dinner just now and how prepared was her to go back to Australia. The last lines of our conversation got stuck in my head though.
'ask you something la. before we hang up. you got miss me boh?'
'hmmm. dont ask me now. ask me when you're sending me off in the airport ok?'
'okay.'
If you could see me that time i nodded incessantly and my eyes were almost in tears. I wasn't expecting her to say that but it was something i wanted to hear the most. I should learn to be more greedy.
keep out. it's boring.
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