I simply don't understand what is it that people get from giving others false hopes. But nevermind that. Because I am so used to having my bubble of wishful thinking pricked, I shall just shut up and let it be. In fact, I think I'm beginning to get a kick out of it. So come on, have fun. Just throw me up high in the air and let me fall with a loud thud.

Iqbal, after you've read this upon your return from retreat, do enlighten me about the double meaning you spoke of in our telephone conversation. And what was all that jio-ing about? Sila eh, fill me in when you get back. I demand an explanation. It's not nice to leave a conversation or a sentence hanging like that, with the person at the other end in utmost confusion. What sembelih-sembelih all.

Well anyways, I thought of watching pride and prejudice. But I forgot that the hole in my pouch has grown deeper. And besides, I'm not too keen on the idea of watching a movie alone, again. In case I'd have to purchase tickets from the same auntie, I don't want her thinking that I'm a lonely basketcase. So this is it then. A dateless weekend beckons, yet again.