emo

The weather in Chocpot land is gloomy today; dark and uninspiring. Tempted to skip lunch as I didn’t (and still don’t) wish to make any decision about anything non-work related. At lunch I just requested my colleague to choose my dish.

In the end, the waiter decided for me.

Work was mundane and plentiful. What else is new.

I am at a low that I’m tempted to rubbish all plans.

OMFG.. MBA just video called me from Rome, the background was the Colosseum. Eh wait a minute, why are my friends in bloody Italy now?? Bugger. The Colosseum looks majestic despite it being blurry but seeing MBA there in front of it tugged at my heart strings.

Why?

I could be there next to him. He bugged me to go with him and was willing to foot my bill without me even dangling the idea in front of him or cleverly (read: deviously) mentioning it in passing.

When he found out some bastard broke my heart and hurt me in places I never knew existed, he was more than concerned, yet not the type of concern that suffocates you and makes you feel inadequate. At my weak moments, he held my hand and helped me see things from a number of perspective. I still very clearly remember the things he said about how he perceives me and the unnecessary shit I need not be the recipient of.

When he realised that I was consciously building these walls around me, he blasted me for being extreme and insisted that I make equally conscious effort to open up.

When I started to see someone who was adamant that he is in love with me and every other person was throwing their hands in the air and jumping up and down upon hearing the news, MBA was one of the few people who made sure that I had my feet firmly planted on the ground. He was happy, yes, but I know he also wants to protect me. Thanks darling...

I feel all emotional and teary-eyed here.

Gosh. I’m STILL tempted to rubbish all plans.

Emo lah today...