I am kusut...

...and at the same time, I am happy.

Went out for that date. We went to Pan Pacific for the IDP Education Fair (skema kan?), and then to The Mall for lunch, and then to KLCC to watch Remp-It (yes, I like Zulhuzaimy enough to watch this film).

But we ended up not watching Remp-It - too many people and the tickets were sold out; it's cuti sekolah, after all. We ended up shopping for my cousin's wedding gift and a deep-fryer, and having coffee, and talking about nearly everything. And also tit-watching (somehow many of my guy friends feel comfortable enough to discuss other women's tits with me. I wonder why...).

So now I am kusut, but together with it comes that elated feeling, that euphoria, that feeling that makes you smile out of the blue. That feeling of knowing that you will remember this date for years to come.

OK, I'm making myself kusut again.

Got to go to Bangi and learn how to cook udang masak sambal petai from Nenek now. To ask Mak will only make her suspicious....

Milestones

Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments - Rose Kennedy


I passed another milestone today - I went out with a married man. This is not the case of Datuk K-Siti kind of relationship; I went out with a young(er) man who is also married. And neither is it a case of going out with your married old buddy from high school. This is different, and it is complicated.

It's complicated because I think I have a little bit of feeling for him. And it's difficult, because I can't show it, and I can't even hope on it. Sure you can give it just a little teeny weeny of hope, but trust me, you somehow know that there is 99% chance of you not making it into reality.

And what makes me kusut now is that I agreed to go out with him again tomorrow. C'est la vie...