friends and lovers

I never fantasized that I would be friends with a guy before realizing we were meant for each other. For one, I was never the "best friend" type. I've never had any best friend on record. And second, I don't think I can take the confusion that comes with the transition from shifting from being friends to being more than friends.

I made this friend in the office and until now I am not sure if I should read anything when he casually says "we should meet up for dinner some time" or when he gave me chocolate once when he knew I was being really stressed at work. Then when he bought me a CD when he came from KL.

Or am I just being dense? Or am I being in denial and that I refuse to consider he has any other intentions?

I just read this book by Cecilia Ahern (who also wrote PS I Love, which, I found out, will be turned into a movie with Hilary Swank as the lead) this weekend and it's about this guy and girl best friends who took them one marriage for the girl and two marriages for the guy and for both of them to reach the age of 50 till they ended up together. Geez. I know it could be romantic in essence... soulmates and all that... but all the wasted time!

Just something to think about...

an idle mind is the devil's playground

I hardly did anything productive this week. Somthing that happens usually when I did a lot a week before. I'm just so friggin lazy. Everyday I update my countdown till our Bangkok trip, till flying home and Christmas. Being a bum like this isn't fun when you're in the workplace and have to be discreet about not doing anything.

This just ain't healthy.