Rendezvous
21 February 07 : 06.04 AM
I don't even know why I bother writing here anymore, it's not like it means anything. Diaries I used to write in, I cringe looking in. Stopped after 14 because it didn't seem like I had anything left worth writing about.
Anyhow, I finally got around to meeting Kim and Marilyn. Headed over to Kim's place and felt semi-close to them again, but Kim had some French guests so we only got her divided attention. We need quiet movie nights again. Those moments bind us momentarily. Will be hanging out with her tonight checking out taut, naked asses of fab gay men in Gotham. Neon lights and pounding beats/pounding hearts, something to feel thrilled by.
After, I also finally got around to meeting Geist and Michelle. Where were the rest of them? We were hanging out at St. James' with a bunch of air-stewardesses (Michelle's friends), and I realised I didn't really wanna be a part of them anymore. Those nights wishing to be somewhere and everywhere else, thinking that air-stewarding can make that happen, I would die to be up there, not in front of my computer typing out a critical appreciation of a Shakespearean play due in 4 hours' time. Took pictures, danced with Danii, got a lot of encouragement from those girls to go for the interview this March because I'm a shoo-in (tissues in my socks; tips from 2 of them who've been in the line for 5 years coming). I want to try, just because.
Although,
I don't know if I want something else now.