Rendezvous
07 February 04 : 02.09 AM
You know how it feels like, when it's two or three in the morning, and it's just the three of you, and all you're really doing is talking, how cosy it can feel?
Well, last night, or at least, this morning, Charmaine, Janice and I were doing just that.
"You know, I used to be able to write a 1000-words journal entry almost everyday. But now, I just can't." Charmaine told us.
That was exactly how I felt too.
"Even though so much things are going on in my life now, I'm meeting new people everyday, something interesting is always happening, but... I just don't know how to write it down."
I nodded in agreement, and told her I felt that way too.
"I never was one who writes, but yeah, now I don't even think, you know what I mean?" Janice said. Her boyfriend is two-timing her, but she doesn't mind; she loves him too much.
"I think I know why. We're not ourselves now. We're embarassed of what we're doing but we just go on doing it....or at least, that's what it feels for me." Charmaine confessed. She's giving guys her number all the time, leading them on, making them think she actually likes them.
Then there was this whole pause; a silent moment where none of our eyes met.
"No, no! We're enjoying life too much, that's why." Charmaine laughs, "Too many things to write, so we don't know where to start. Yup, yup."
Then we dropped this topic.