Couldn't wake up today. Supposed to be up by 7am, breakfast at 7.30am, tram at 8.07am and reach VAC before 9.30am. Woke up at 7.20am instead, breakfast at 7.40am. While walking to the tram stop, I had a horrid tummy ache when I was near the round-about. That's like 3 minutes away from the tram stop. I had to turn back and really rush to the toilet. Thanks to the cycle smart center and the change/shower rooms and toilets. Luckily I registered for it so my student card was able to open the door for it. That was the nearest toilet I could think of (as the buildings would be locked on a Saturday, I suppose). It was so bad that when I bent over to clean the toilet seat and took off my jeans and while undoing my belt, the entire buckle fell off. My rainbow color belt's ruined! I tried to piece it together but to no avail. Just my luck.
Caught the tram to the city and luckily for me, managed to catch the connecting tram to my destination almost immediately. Arrived late, at about 9.40am and I didn't miss out much as they had only started less than 3 minutes ago. Phew!
Training today was a little more interesting with 4 guest speakers. There was a role play involved on boundaries as well as group discussions on some other topics. Ended 5 minutes early. Went to Marcus's house. Invited him to join Nicholas and me for dinner which he agreed as he was bored. He was supposed to go out with Chris in the afternoon but ended up not leaving his house as Chris bailed out on him. It's been a very long time since I last met Nick. 5 years to be exact - half a decade. The last time was when I was with my very first ex, when I was in year 1 of ITE and before he left to Perth for his studies. Now, he's back to Australia, in Melbourne to work. He has really slimmed down - all thanks to his diet and being able to control his eating habits. I wonder if I'll be able to do that. I doubt so since I'll be staying in Glenn. Perhaps I can start on my Atkins diet when I shift out next year.
We got lost in Carlton while walking to Lygon Street. After nearly half an hour of walking and a call to Marcus, we managed to get to Lygon Street. We actually walked past it and I should have followed my 7th sense (yea, i do not have the 6th sense as I've 6 senses in general with a 7th sense while some others only have 5 senses and a minority with a 6th sense) and not follow Nick. Haha... We had dinner at an Italian restaurant. He has a pizza while I had pasta. They were both so good! Much better than any pizza and pasta I've tasted before in Singapore or here. The money was really well spent. Pity I didn't take a picture of the food though (as well as our neighbour sitting next to our table). Hehe...
Went over to Koko Black for dessert. We both had a ice cream for starters, followed by mousse and a cup of hot chocolate (which was warm, almost room temperature by the time I drank it). It was heavenly and I was so full that I couldn't finish the chocolate mousse and ice cream. This is the very first time which I was having indigestion from chocolate. Overdose and death by chocolate. Even Max Brenner's the other time wasn't that bad. I would seriously go again next time without eating anything for a day and just have chocolate for tea (3 meals in 1 - breakfast, lunch and dinner). And I'm going to bring Chris for it most probably at the Bourke Street outlet. It's currently closed for renovation and it's opening with a bigger shop space, with more seats and a lounge. He might not like it though as it's not as sweet as Max Brenner's but it's worth a try.A new record was set. I took only 50 minutes flat to get from the city to the doorstep of my house. Amazing!
On the way back, something happened, yet again. It was a very small and little incident, yet it really meant a lot. It really hit me hard and invoked thoughts and stirred emotions in me. It made my heart drop, hurt real bad and eyes swell with tears. I almost cried. I wondered if I've really been foolish all these while. I would run or wait for periods in the heavy rain and get myself drenched, or walk or wait in the cold just for that someone, or even my friend. However the someone would not do that same kind of act back for me, even though it's just for a very short period of waiting, much shorter than what I did for them. It really really struck me hard. Am I really that foolish? Perhaps, I have placed so high hopes on people and for some people, my expectations of them are just too high. Or perhaps, for some, I am simply not who I am to them and I'm just treated as another common friend. And perhaps, I'm just another passing friend and taken for granted. And perhaps, yes, I am foolish and naive.
My night, which was very good and sweet from the chocolate and stuffs, was killed and destroyed by a small, simple and meaningful incident. It's the little things.
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