Coulda woulda and shoulda. Three words that have been ringing in my head for the whole day now. Carpe diem part of me seemed to slip and that one encounter gone wasted. I hate the feeling of kicking myself in the arse for not doing anything about it.
It was after clubbing in Market Place. It was a fantastic night with DJ Shigeki spinning. The music was sensational and I could hardly stopped myself from dancing. The DJ ended his session with club remix of Viva La Vida. We went wild with that. Perfect and best remix since Haji Seamus Touch My Body.
So back to the coulda woulda shoulda bit. We all went to mamak to sober up. Some of us were just wasted. There I spotted a guy I saw in Frangi's Friday night. It was a brief encounter in Frangi's but last night in mamak, he called me over. We introduced each other and he asked me to join them but I didn't since I was with the gang and I was a little intimidated with sitting in a table and everyone was literally staring at me.
When mamak session was over he and I chatted as we walked out of the mamak. Just general stuff about the night and the DJ. I could have asked for his contacts there and then but I didn't. Don't know why but urgh... Annoyance. It was obvious that both of us are interested with each other but nothing happened.
Bah...
Perhaps Facebook can be the silver lining to this dilemma?
Coulda woulda shoulda.
You know you love me.
XOXO
Queer Ranter
It was after clubbing in Market Place. It was a fantastic night with DJ Shigeki spinning. The music was sensational and I could hardly stopped myself from dancing. The DJ ended his session with club remix of Viva La Vida. We went wild with that. Perfect and best remix since Haji Seamus Touch My Body.
So back to the coulda woulda shoulda bit. We all went to mamak to sober up. Some of us were just wasted. There I spotted a guy I saw in Frangi's Friday night. It was a brief encounter in Frangi's but last night in mamak, he called me over. We introduced each other and he asked me to join them but I didn't since I was with the gang and I was a little intimidated with sitting in a table and everyone was literally staring at me.
When mamak session was over he and I chatted as we walked out of the mamak. Just general stuff about the night and the DJ. I could have asked for his contacts there and then but I didn't. Don't know why but urgh... Annoyance. It was obvious that both of us are interested with each other but nothing happened.
Bah...
Perhaps Facebook can be the silver lining to this dilemma?
Coulda woulda shoulda.
You know you love me.
XOXO
Queer Ranter
9 comments:
Someone wise told me, "Shy, rugi"... I guess it is still true... :P
I am shocked. Playing coy? Really?
:O ya, now you really have to put yourself everywhere on facebook! :P
erm... This is so unlike you dear...
Being all shy and coy...
I agree with Savante
Waahh... sober till liddat? How are ya gonna find him in FB then?
always ask a cute guy for his number. don't hesitate.
Aiyoh, apa-lah you.
OOh nice banner.
Oh where was I? Right2.
*smacks you at the back of your head*
You silly boy. Now you know what to do next time ok?
Awww wasted.
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