Emotional Slut

Just got back from an evening with Sally and gang.. Watched the gigglo movie that was super SUPER lame and very funny.. Its one of those movies that don't really requires you to use any brain cells. Had great time with them and i really appreciate some time off from work..

Was at meetings the whole day cause its the quaterly reviews again.. The thing about corporate life is all about meetings.. meetings and more meetings. I don't deny the fact that meetings are important but having one at 8am in the morning can be a real torture. I was up at 6.30! I cant rem when was the last time i woke up at 6am!

*tIng faints.*

After the movie, we sat at TCC for coffee.. I had the MOST AMAZING YUMMY CHOCOLATE CAKE... Its was orgasmic! Yanwen showed us the things that ZZ gave to her (because he's leaving for Thailand today which actually explains why we are meeting.aka.create more chance for them to get together). He gave her his commando thingy that was suppose to remind her of him while he's away.

Someone did that a very long time ago. Similar situation.. similiar item..

*tIng thinks, silently, about it.*

Why do all guys think and behave the same way? *considers* I had it pinned up on my notice board. That was till one day when i suddenly looked upon it and decided it shouldn't stay there anymore. I took it off the board and stashed it in the plastic bag at the foot of my bed. Stuff that i'm going to return one day. I'm just collecting the stuff and feelings, putting them away. I'm giving them up soon. I know it.

How do i know this? Its the way i'm behaving. When i'm single, i can be a very bad person. In fact, i think i've pushed my limits, considering the fact that i was that close to someone's mistress/lover/third party or whatever you want to name it. That was 3 months before. Now, 3 months later, the same things are happening and i'm enjoying the carefree no strings attached relationships again. Its nothing to be happy about but it sort of gives me a feeling of freedom again. Just doing whatever i want and not being responsible for other people's feelings.

Am i being mean? Or is the the cruel fact of life? That i didn't mourn very long for my recently lost love. I feel bad. I should be mourning. But here i am, playing the game i played before.

I can only think of one phrase to describe me.

Emotional Slut.

I'm emotional.

I'm sluty.

And i do really hate myself for being like this.

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.