chika lang

i just chatted with 6 people simultaneously today.

i scrambled to reply to everyone while maintaining the conversation as if nothing happened.

and it's not really easy. well, for me, anyway.

first was with my ex-officemate. apparently, they're getting more pressured than before to perform well. it's a great company, but the management just sucks.

second was with a matchmaker friend. he believes that i should end up with chatter 3. or with another guy. or with some other guy. yes b, that's you.

third is a friend who is in a relationship and has a situation to deal with. i admire his responsibility and drive. i don't know him well enough aside from that.

fourth is a funny witty guy who keeps a blog too. j, that's you. if you do know about this blog and if you do happen to read it on one of your rare days off.

fifth is my bludgeoning man-hunting buddy. hi-ho, hi-ho, many men to go. wait, did we suddenly become gay dwarves?

sixth is a friend selling nutritional supplements and checking to see if i can get him more referrals.

all at the same time.

funniest thing happened last sunday. i got hit on by a girl. then stared at by a married man with his family. and then flirted with by a fastfood crew. and then stared at by a cute high school boy.

maybe it's true, b. maybe it's the hair. even though i've been dying to shave it all off.

i forgot how it feels to be wanted, and to want in return.