bounce.
He called last night... just when I had managed to erase him from my mind all day. I was still the same daw. Aside from the fact that I lost alot of weight, I was still my old, frank, bubbly self... He said he saw me on television, and he said the camera couldn't get enough of me. He said I looked great... ;p
That was good... I think. I shrugged off the compliments/bola. We talked about everything else after that. He made me laugh at his lame ass jokes. It was like the way it used to be... but for some reason, there was something awkward as to why he was talking to me at all.
Anyway, I've decided to stop thinking about him. It won't do either of us any good... And I know it's better this way anyway... no strings attached. But oh I miss him.
Anyway,
Mr and Mrs Smith- I am by no means, a fan of Brad Pitt or Angelina Jolie... well, until now. I loved the movie... It wasn't your typical action film. It had me saying "OhMyGod" over and over again, and goodness me, the chemistry between Pitt and Jolie was undeniable. No wonder Jennifer and Brad didn't work out. Angelina's a fox. She's not immaculately beautiful per se, but hell, she's oozing with sex appeal with every bloody movement she makes! =) For Angelina, I'll turn bi-sexual any day!
Oh yeah, and after hanging out at Jack's Loft for dessert and coffee, we happened to literally bump into a former enemy from my not-so-distant past. Seriously, the world is such a small bloody place! Under certain circumstances, I would have snubbed her totally, (considering what she did to me). But she threw me off when she made "beso" and said "sorry." In total shock, I just said, "it's okay..." and without so much as another word, she left as quickly as she came in...
Strange how your past just keeps coming back at ya... it's always so unexpected.
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