She wrote furiously to him, explaining why she felt so strongly
about something so seemingly trivial.
“Imagine this. Imagine you know someone so intimately,
for so long, and you knew what he thought and felt about
everyone around him.”
She explained how much he had injured her. And how she would
probably never get over it.
It was no coincidence, she said, that he was the only ex in her life
that she did not get on with. Nay, that she could not even bear to look at.
“Now imagine he comes back into your life uninvited. Via your friends.
Who don’t know even half of it. Who have no idea.”
And she took a deep breath. And admitted.
“Okay. I know I have unresolved issues. I am quite aware all this
frustration stems from unresolved frustration and anger.”
“I just think – What right have you, to be around these people who
I love so dearly?
What right have you, to be here and enjoy their company, their laughs,
their smiles? When I know what you thought of them before?
What right have you to enjoy their trust, their partnership?
And what right have you to think that I could possibly
be okay with all of this?”
And then she took another breath.
“Okay, so nobody forced anyone to do anything. I know.
And people can change. This I know too.
And I know we are all adults, and I will try to be calm and cool about
everything.
But I reserve the right not to feel okay with this.
I reserve the right to feel uncomfortable.
The right to go ‘Urgh’ when I want to.
That much, at least I deserve.”
And then he said : “It’s official. You’re the most emotional
rational person I know.”
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The month of April has been pretty interesting.
Mostly highs, just slightly pockmarked by some
irritants.
Work, work, work. And catching up.
It’s been fun.
Just some pictures from here and there.
My DIY notebook to make ambushing approaching MPs
easier. I arranged it in order of er … hair/specs/moles
facial differences. Quite successful, quite a relief.
A new girl's in town
My godsons (below) have a new sister. It’s quite interesting because
they seem to be doing things that are considered ‘regressing’ , ie. putting
a lot of things into their mouths, getting into the baby seat etc. Apparently
this is what some children do when a new baby gets attention from the
parents. Wow. Just like what some politicians do when they speak
out of their a… nevermind.
The tornados
Mr & Mrs Reeves
His BFF and the lovely wife at Ecoba. When I sent him this picture
he went … “Oh my God you’re so lucky, you get to hang out with Ben!”
True Bromance, if ever I knew one. By the way, it’s Ecoba‘s soft
launch of Tues, May 4 & Wednesday, May 5. Free flow (while stocks last) begins at 5pm.
Come on down.
The boy is back in town. Coolest guy in a suit you’ll ever meet.
My bro, my New York host. If it weren’t for him, many things
in my life would not have happened this year.
Moe, Larry, Cur.. Oops,sorry it's Larry, Adam, Bono & The Edge
At the Converse/Dave Corio do at ZincArt. To be very, very honest.
Nothing really stood out. Got a kick out of the old U2 pictures though, when
Bono didn’t look quite so IKNOWEVERYTHING-like.
Debbie 'Blondie' Harry
But I quite liked this photo. Although I think she looks mesmerising in
any shot, Miss Debbie Harry.
The Girls providing the sound
The Bunga and the Ribut of TAG. When I’m not distracted on Fridays, I try to catch
them at Barsonic. Though Bunga says I’m pretty hopeless at that.
With cutegiler
Lil Miss Joy To Be Around. Even cuter when slightly incoherent.
Mr Reza Kudapuff Salleh doing his thang at Havana, Changkat.
Yo Havana, but your sound system sucks balls needs improvement.
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I wonder what May holds in store.
I’m wondering if Mother Nature will kasi kita chan sikit the next
few months.
xo
