Good day.

My right eye kept on twitching for the past few days and I wonder who am I going to see this time. Some Malay believes that you are going to meet someone who will bring smile & laughter if it is the right side of your eye twitched. And you will cry and sad if it is the left side. When I was about to call it a day, I got a text message from my girlfriend, Nina, telling me…

 

Our Harry is in town!!!!!

**forgive me for the quality of the picture. It wasn’t my camera. Boo!

I was talking about Harry a week before new year eve to someone and had to listen to Nina bitching about him for couple of months, and here he is! He just got back from his … trip of the year and kind enough to make KL city as his last stop to meet us. I always knew, Harry missed us! (Yea, left our other souvenirs in Paris, ate our chocolate on his way to KL…)  I couldn’t stop giggling with happiness to see us 3 sitting at 1 table, dine & wine (earl grey as for me), laughing & bitching to each other like we were used to. I almost believed that there will be no 3 of us anymore, when Nina aired so many heartbreaking assumptions &  dismay when Harry suddenly went disappeared on her on us. Poor Harry, he came to know that Nina removed him from her yahoo & msn messenger chat for quite longtime ago after he handed out gifts he bought for us from his hometown, Scotland! So, I was there & told Harry how angry Nina was, and told Nina how poor thing Harry is. So they kiss & make up. Yays!

 

To be franked, I never trusted and felt comfortable with any white guy friends before as I felt with Harry. I can be silly myself and go all childish with him without being misunderstood. I think he is one of only few white gentlemen left on this planet earth who knows how to read women from every part of the world. Is he a player? YES, 1st class. But he knows when and with who he can play with. Not like some other white guy I happened to know through someone –asking whether the lady’s private part is smooth and hairless as her thigh on his 2nd meeting. That is not sexy. That’s sound very slutty slut cheap gigolo – manwhore, father of STDs to me.

 

I maybe appeared like very outgoing type (or some of Malay guys keep referring me as ‘wild’ – wak lu!) Actually, I have quite typical closed mind set when it comes to white guy. I always think that white guy always after 1 thing and never respected Asian girls but only a fun toy. I don’t know where went wrong. Maybe because some Asian girls from some part of Asia map portrayed themselves as a cheap gold digger or never got enough with Asian guy dick’s size. Im so lazy to elaborate more on that with my most honest point of view, but it’s enough for me to say – whoever believed in that, is an asshole. Wait! He is a total asshole indeed -  since he only able to hook up with that type of Asian girls!

 

On a totally different subject - I finally watched the most sappy romantic movie of the year! (and I was 4 years late!) Man, it made me cried until the end! The story touches my heart without a huge sinking ship, iceberg and humans floating in that cold Atlantic ocean.

I asked Harry about Scottish men : are they all funny and passionate and romantic? (Or was it because of Gerard Butler?)

He asked me to put my hand down on the table while I busy poking the ice cream. He took my hand & kissed it, and Nina went “that’s Scottish… when they are not drunk” . Hah!

 

“”I'm a man with no regrets. How lucky am I. You made my life. But I'm just one chapter in yours. There'll be more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don't be afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends.

P.S. I will always love you”” ~ Gerry Kennedy, P.S: I love You.

 

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