Mr Yankee II

Mr. Yankee and I met. He was wearing blue. I was wearing blue. I kinda recognized him (except his new short hair!). Very blonde, he dresses like a 22, looks like 25. Guess what? He's 34. I couldn't believe it almost.

I took him around to look at Singapore's most magnificient building (where I used to go with my date), oopps. This time, they didn't forbid any photography, so it was cool. But no camera on me either, argh. We went to Bugis Village, looked at nice stuffs (I thought guys do not like shopping!), but he's a tourist. So he got souvenirs. Merlion!! Maybe, now Merlion is a symbol of our little island. For once, I felt I am going to be a potential tour guide.

It is funny I can talk a whole lot tonight. I was so shy yesterday. But I couldn't keep silence over dinner, we talked about our stories. How we met. And maybe funny things, because I made him laughed a couple of times. I like having a good laugh. That's more important than anything.

I couldn't join his partying plan as I was too exhausted (imagine my colleague assuming I've to work over the weekend, Fu*k U mr. doodle!!). I promise myself never to step in unless absolutely necessary. I have confidence in myself I'll finish on Monday itself. Tuesday I got myself a movie date (haven't found a date) but I'm all going for it! That's the only consolation to encourage myself to put in extra shit hours for work the next few weeks. Idol, your the motivation now!!

Maybe I'll see Mr. Yankee tomorrow.