Going back to the day…
Last night my girlfriends and I were having drinks at a bar in the city. The place was packed with men in suits. We bumped into an older man we were familiar with in the ad industry. I’ve dealt with him before and introduced him to my girl friends. I really should have known better then to acknowledge his presence because he has a reputation for being an arrogant asshole. He was greasy and sleazy and blew cigarette smoke into people’s faces. I came home last night desperate for a shower to cleanse myself of his greasiness. I cringed every time he invaded my personal space and whispered in my ear or drew circles on my back with his palm. It disgusted me and despite not giving a shit about him, I was still painfully polite and moved away from him with subtlety every time he got a little too close for comfort
Ewwwwwww……
Things have already started progressing with Mr. London. Today we spent the day playing a game of email ping-pong. I couldn’t help giggling like a school girl every time I read his emails, and it made my day at work so much more enjoyable. I have to state the obvious by saying, I am REALLY looking forward to seeing him. But I’m really wary of jinxing the potential that could be there? I have to be honest and as say that as stupid as this sounds, I can totally see something happening. But he seems so great – why doesn’t he already have a girlfriend?
When I was 14, I met my first boyfriend at a Jebediah/Living End gig. I remember that as soon as I laid my eyes on him, I thought “He’s hot… I am totally going to go out with him!” and sure enough, something like a few months later we were officially girlfriend and boyfriend! We were completely incompatible. And we must’ve looked so weird together. He was strikingly tall over 6’ and I was (and still am) 5’3.
A year later I was at another gig and instead, the guitarist up on stage caught my eye and I was quite insistent on getting to know him. Months later he was picking me up after school and laying on my bed – eating cookies and being completely innocent of course! (Actually, this was the moment when he finally told me he had a girlfriend)
But man, back in the day I was such a go-getter!!! Anything I wanted and set my eyes on, I went for it and got it! Boys, jobs, friends…Sometimes it took a bit work, but I was always a winner. I was so daring and confident and believed in myself and thought I was fabulous. When I was 14 I never remember thinking I wasn’t pretty enough or smart enough or good enough?
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO ME!?!!!???
- La La Love You, Blast From The Past | Time: 5:26 pm (UTC+8)
I was like that when I was younger too. Actually, I’m still like that. I’m sure deep down you are too. Maybe its an Asian superiority complex thing?
Comment by Supercroop — May 11, 2006 @ 2:02 am
ew nothing worse than seedy old men *shudder* hmm then again, maybe there is… CREEPY seedy old men who thinks of themselves as ‘charming’. brrrr. have they no shame???!!
just by reading your blog, i can tell you’re a smart, spunky and gorgeous gal with a wicked sense of humour. don’t doubt yourself =) at times when you do, trust others around you when they tell ya you’re pretty awesome. yes, esp from random blog readers like me - think about it, i get nothing out of lying to ya. right? right. good luck!
Comment by peggy — May 11, 2006 @ 2:05 pm
Cousin!! I didn’t know you were back on the scene! Good to have you back.
Comment by Stella — May 12, 2006 @ 2:03 am
Hi Peggy, you are far too sweet! Thanks for your loverly comment! You’ve definitely inspired me to get back to my old self
And I still shudder thinking about old sleazy men….!
xo
Comment by Stella — May 12, 2006 @ 2:08 am