I have it easy

It's weird how when you go to bed at night and try to be comfortable, all these things start popping in your head. Things that you suddenly want to blog about and things that you want to do. Now, I'm sitting in front of my pc, and my mind is an utter blank. All the stuff that I thought of last night - forgotten. I've been telling myself to keep a journal at night, just so if I have something in my mind, I can just easily jot it down and put it up here the minute I get my most wanted free time.

One thing that hasn't left my mind, though:

For the first time that I can remember, I'm not the one having any guy troubles - my friends do, but not yours truly.

One is in love with a guy I work with.

The other is in love with a guy she goes to Uni with.

And another friend is in love with the guy who makes her coffee.

It's crazy how you will yourself not to like someone but you still couldn't help it.

And for the first time, I'm not the one obsessing about whether I move to a different shop just so I can perve on his cute little ass all day long. Well, I think he' cute. But not really my type.

OR Beat myself up for liking someone so desirable yet so unreachable because of some facts that is beyond my control. It's not anyone's fault really.

OR write a poem in the middle of the night for a guy and calls one of my friends to see what she thinks of it. This Chad-Michael Murray look-a-like obsession is really getting out of control.

I have it easy. Though it's fun being demented for this thing called love, I'd rather perve on cute guys with emotional attachments aside.

Can you see me in a wetsuit?

I want to go diving. Mainly because her friend is into it and Kuya Nowee is obsessed with it. But I'm not interested in looking at coral reefs and dive metres and metres down. I'm more interested on super cool wetsuits. I'm looking at some brochures on diving and I'm thinking of enrolling in some of the classes but I don't know if my finances will let me. I've burned so much cash when I was in Manila I'm still below zero.

Well, can you see me with long hair?

Had lunch with Dimples yesterday in Broadbeach and just came across a hair salon that offers hair extension. I'm thinking of having mine done. For someone broke, I sure do want a lot of things. Chances of me doing all these things are low. But a girl can hope.

One thing's for sure, I'm going back to working out.

This is what's wrong with the world

I was in Surfers this morning and I just saw two absolutely cute guys holding hands. Both were red-hot. I'm talking about sizzling hot. Like buffed, tanned and tall hot gay guys holding hands. One of 'em kissed the other on the cheek and they looked so in love with each other it made me want to cry. They were walking ahead of me and I saw the whole thing. A lot of people were looking at them but they didn't care.

Two more desirable guys got eliminated in the heterosexual dating.