To someone who shall remain nameless

Yes. I heard.

Yes. All our friends are talking about it.

No. I don't think I should tell you what to do.

Yes. As soon as I logged on I got bombarded with Have-You-Heards.

No. I didnt't say anything to them.

Yes. I listened.

No. I didn't tell them to stop spreading the rumor. It's true after all.

No. I don't think you should worry about that.

Yes. They're out for your best interest. You know how they are.

I'm just wondering what your plans are. It's a shame cos it's her final year. It's a shame cos you just started your new job. It's a shame cos I know you're not ready for such a big responsibility. It's a shame cos you didn't listen to me.

It's a shame.

So what are your plans? You asked me last night what I think you should do. I can't do that for you. You need to sort this out yourself.

I can't help but feel disappointed. I thought you know better. Obviously not.

But whatever, bro. I'll be here.

An ego boost

Fate intervened and decided to give me and B an ego boost.

In a desperate attempt to get Muay Boy out of my mind I agreed to go for dinner with B and two of our other girlfriends. It was Meet-The-New-Boyfriend night for one of our friends. Amber brought him in an attempt to try to get B and her boyfriend to get along. You see, the guy was interested with B but she blew him off and ended up going out with Amber. Nothing dramatic about it. It would be if he's hot. He's not. Tee hee.

Anyway, Amber told us he was nervous to meet with us. Especially with Dimples. What's there to be nervous about? B can be a bitch but she won't bite your head off. We've lasted this long as best friends there's nothing to be nervous about.

He shook our hands but he seems to can't get his eyes off B. I swear. Major uh-oh moment. I wasn't gona say anything cos I know she hates the guy. Plus the fact that Amber is dating him but c'mon. It was pretty obvious. She noticed it too but I think he has a thing for filo girls. He's filo too so I think he'd rather stick with his own kind. Haha. No offence or anything.

We went out to smoke and he started bombarding me with questions.

"Whereabouts do you live?"

"How long have you been here?"

"What do you do for work?"

Whoa. Hang on. T, one of our friends were there too and we're thinking that maybe she has a thing for him. I don't know about these girls, but they seem to think filo guys are hot. Ugh. He's not ugly but he's not hot either, let's just put it that way.

After dinner, we went clubbing at surfers. We played pool. Hurrah! I haven't played pool for so long I've gotten rusty. Two guys approached us. Erin, a girl Amber works with, agreed to play a round of pool with them.

One of the guys started chatting it up with B. And one was chatting it up with me. He started flirting with me, I flirted back. Bad. The touching. The smiling. The winking. I wanted to leave the place with him wanting my number. It worked.

Him and his friend wanted to take me and B out on a date. We let them think that we were keen. We weren't. Come on. Hooking up with a guy on a bar? That's low. I value myself way too much.

I was put off about Erin. She thought the guys came over because of her. When she found out that the guys were interested with us, she grew quiet until one of the guys called her on it. Then when we were on our way to buy drinks at the bar, she started bitching about them. I didn't know what to say. I just met her that night. I was pretty drunk so I thought it was best to just bite my lip and not tell her to shut up.

The night was good. I got my mind off Muay Boy for a good five hours. But this morning, however, it all came rushing back.

No matter how drunk I get, the morning afters are still gona be a bitch.