My supper-free diet is down the drain, thanks to Chilli Chicken and Spicy Prawns. I can't believe I was eating three meals last night, each at 8pm, 12am and 4am, darn! Like it wasn't bad enough, tonight I had decided to have supper at St Kilda with Milyn. I was deciding between grocery shopping or supper before I saw her on MSN. Food, of course. I had scaloppine, spring rolls and oyster kilpatrick while Milyn had only wedges, hmm... this girl is a bad influence, she never says no to me, especially when it comes to food.
For some personal selfish reasons, I've called Dragon in KL. I could tell that he was rapturous to hear from me. I was very surprise that he actually offered to pick me up from the airport when I return. Call me shameless but I felt that he was actually very much looking forward to my return, and to spend time with me. We spoke for about twenty minutes, it was a pleasant conversation. He then told me that he can't get along with her girlfriend of two months, and is planning to bid farewell to her soon, ermm... good luck!
As for myself, from leaving the not-too-long-ago past and stepping in to the hitting-on-my-face future, there is a rather big hole marked 'closure'. I'm one of those obstinate people out there, who needs a closure for almost everything. Regardless of how badly written a book(except for course work, of course) is, I want to complete it; despite of how terrible a movie is, I have to finish it; irrespective of how obvious things are, I need a finale to achieve closure.
But while part of me felt that there is no rush in things, that I should take it slow and easy; another part of me was mildly alarmed. I realized that if I hang on to where I was long enough, I might've lose my sense of direction and let pass my boat. Besides, the boat can't be parking at the marina waiting for me forever, it costs too much.
For that reason, I have to end things to keep things going.