You know, I’ve written in about a lot of things these past few days. Lately, it’s been more about moving on from Alexis and just getting on with my life, trying to perhaps see if I can make things work out with Steph, if we have an opportunity to be something more than just friends and stuff. See, I write this shit, but during the span of the last couple of days, things have been weird for me.
Back then, when I tried to contact her often, she didn’t seem to have any problem with ignoring me and just not thinking about me, moving on with her life just fine, even like seemingly finding a new guy, talking about stuff and shit. Now that I’ve sort of given in, leaving things alone and just trying to move on, I find that she’s trying to talk to me more often instead and I honestly find it unnervingly strange.
See, maybe the first time around wasn’t so bad. Initially she messaged me out of the blue a couple of days ago, and she said that both her parents are really sick, that’s why she hasn’t really been talking, that she’s been taking care of her sister and them, trying to get things in shape I suppose. I told myself, that that’s fine, and that she should take care of her parents, but that still didn’t excuse her from what she put me through those last couple of days, when I really was in bad shape over the whole entire thing. Whatever. She then talked about how she would come down to KL maybe twice and asked if I was okay with then and when I was free… I said whenever, because well… that’s pretty much the truth anyway. She then goes on and asks me if I was still on with making those Milo treats with her, something that I honestly brought up a fucking long time ago, and something that I really didn’t expect her to remember very much, but she did. Again, whatever. I told myself, that in the event that she did come down to KL, that she did come by my house and stuff, that I’d treat it as such, to treat her as just a friend and nothing more. It’s easier that way.
It’s like 4:22am now, and a few days since we last talked, honestly, I don’t keep track anymore. Middle of sleeping, she sends me the weirdest message, at 4 in the fucking middle of the night, telling me that if I ever do come to Malacca, to drop by La Bodega because there’s a guy at the bar there named Chris who can make me a Graveyard… like… wut? I mean, yeah I guess I talked about this kind of stuff before the drinking and what not, but this is beyond random for me. I don’t know what she’s playing at, I don’t even know if she’s drunk and stuff and just talking randomly, deciding to message me out of the blue.
Honestly, it sounds like she’s really trying to get into my good books again, for whatever reason. Maybe also, for whatever reason, it didn’t work out with her Sydney guy for reasons again, I can’t explain and that she wants to patch shit up with me. I don’t know, I’m not sure if I want to care anymore. She gets my care as a friend, but I don’t know if I want to give her anymore than just that.
Whatever, I’ll take things as they go. For now I’ll just reply as a friend.
Hamster off and out