Thursday, February 17, 2005

 
I got into trouble with Nic just now. Well almost got into trouble. I was very excited (in fact still am)about the dinner with JJ tomorrow and I couldn't help but want to analyse it with a gf over the phone so that I can be mentally prepared for what he might throw at me. I think Nic was a little pissed when he saw us gushing over it like high school girls and gave me the 'look'. I got the hint and quickly ended the conversation.

I joined him in bed and tried unsuccessfully to distract him with some mindless banter. I told him that my colleagues will be bringing me out for a farewell lunch tomorrow. I think it's a pretty sweet gesture considering that I have only been there for all but two weeks only and it was unexpected cos they weren't that friendly to me all this while. He continued to sulk a little and did not answer. He's getting to be quite good at this silent treatment. I was in a good mood so I didn't mind pacifying him a little. I know he likes me to straddle him and put my head on his chest or bury my head in his neck and nibble him lightly while he strokes my hair. So that's exactly what I did. This technique is so effective. He melted (I meant his heart, not anywhere else) instantly. I told him not to be jealous. He has nothing to be upset about. I don't feel for JJ in a romantic way. But I am just curious at his sudden show of goodwill and affection considering how badly strained our friendship was in high school. But I also told him he does have a right to get mad, I would for sure. In fact, I am very relieved and somewhat assured about my place in his heart to know that he's mad. This made him happy, I think. And all's good and fine now. Boo to the friend who said I jump everytime Nic snaps his fingers.

I love Nic, truly. But that doesn't mean I shouldn't look forward to meeting JJ tomorrow. I can't contain my excitement really. So I snuck out for a little blogging session after Nic's fallen asleep. Wish me luck for tomorrow!
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