Tuesday, 06 September 2011. That was the day I meet Ichigo. I got to chat with him yesterday afternoon and he got excited with the pics and then my blog. I guess there is some sort of OCD with him, for after the PR messages, there was really the text messages. I had two other friends inquiring last night, I was not really up to it so I decline both of them but I kept my options open with him. Why, there was something, I guess he is new.
And now, its already Wednesday morning and I should be in the office but I overslept from last night. I know I was tired but after the sex, I felt like a completely drained battery, i remember still being hungry even after eating dinner and so! Do remember, he was only one guy!! Now, its around 11, the morning after, and I am finding myself still sming, still excited that I am making this write up for this blog post although I have two other sexpereience waiting to be posted. Is it just sex or something more?
Well, I had breakfast at my Mom's house as usual. On my way back to my pad, as I walkclimb the sairs,I was thinking of Ichigo. What an experience! We had a small talk before and after the intimaacy ( I do not want to call it sex, what is wrong with me?). I smiled as I see a txt message from him and bewildered as I read the message -
"143"
is the numerical wasy of saying
"i love you"
But what if i ask you
"23423?"
which means
"do you love me too?"
Would you answer me
"312?"
Simply a forwarded message? Whatever, I find myself laughing by myself, smiling from ear to ear. Its nice. Its fun! Its a glorious feeling. Its like one of those damn Glee kids ffalling inand out of their hormones. Rare that I would feel this way, so I simply relish the fleeing while it lasts. This one day of absence I would relish forever.
