The fate thing...

If fate is responsible for me to notice olive boy..than fate is also responsible for me to not fall in love with him in the end....I armed myself with the digicamcorder like a professional stalker with a tripod....waiting for him to appear for the past 4 days...and he is nowhere to be seen until i finally see him in the lecture theatre where I will be too embarass to film him...knowing that there is a row of my fellow classmate looking at me....from the top rows of seats...in the end..that was the end...I din manage to get a single shot of video of him...none...nothing... and today... just one hour after i return all my video equipments...HE WALKS INTO EMA!!!!!...that is what I call fate. And he smiled...the most hurtful way....Apparently...he was forced to smile at me...when he sees me...becos I smile at him...I hate this feeling!!!!

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This is the pair of shoes I really wish to buy....arggh....so expensive...look at the price...£34.99!!!! ...

Oh...I really feel bad about it...

Yes, I do....I do feel bad towards JM...not becos of my messy room which I have concluded that long ago...but for the fact that I din sent him off this morning...not even to the door...I just good bye to him at the my room's door...and he left...and I continued eating my breakfast....and then less than one minute after he walks out...I jump into my jeans and wanted to catch up with him...and at least walk him off...but then...I hesitated again...and finally decided to go back to sleep since I have already finish my last piece of bacon...... I totally agree with his logic that I will make him late becos I walk too slowly....he is actually just on time to the bus station if he leave immediately...and I haven even get change....so...I decided to let him do his own walk until when he left that I realise what a bad host I was...I always am....whenver my frens come to visit...and to further illustrate how bad I feel...I fell asleep after feeling too guilty...and end up having a bad dream...I dreamt of JM walking to a wrong train station and missed his train back to Manchester....ahh...that is how bad I feel...until my subconscious make a nightmare of it....and I made a big move to top-up my mobile and make a call to him in Manchester telling him how bad i felt....

And so the conclusion was.. ...though I am still not remorseful of the mess in my room....hope he did enjoy his stay in glasgow..and even if it was not as pleasant as he tot would be...but at least a very educational enriching one....which he agrees...ah..watever...glad that he is gone now...and I can watch my TV finally in peace...he knows what I mean.

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