Silly me! I changed my password myself and forgot about it entirely! I feel like I'm the stupidest on earth right now. ROAR!!!

Anyway These days, its been hard for me to pick up calls and answer sms. I've switched to another card babes! sorrie! But for the peace in my family life, it is the best possible solution. Just dropped me a line and hang up. Gimme 5 seconds to switch my cards and I'll call back! Promise!

I divert my calls from the starhub number. But its really money madness to answer it on my M1 line. It's fucking 20cents for barely a minute's call! No wonder they earn so much!

Lately those private numbers started again. It could very well be edwin. Or the music school. Or some psycho calling up to say "hello, sydney" only to hear my voice and say "wrong number". But the most probable answer is the voice on the other end asking me how much I am.

In retrospect, I'm rather stupid to have let them off so easily. I could have gotten more out of it financially. It could have served as a fulfilling experience had I kept an open mind. But then, I'm still the conventional chinese girl that I am. There's no way I can change my mindset. I can't go to bed with differnet guys every night and say its all in good faith. It's not. Its crap. Those past experience didnt offer me a pleasant way out. It left me a stained person even till now. It jerks me back into reality whenever I'm off to this planet Perfect.

What got into me to answer that "private number" call the other day I have no idea. Maybe for the fact that it was vibrating beside my pillow therefore my head was shaking like those short circuit toy. It won't do to ignore it when I want to get back to sleep so desperately & I always think its rude to hang up calls. A drowsy me answered with an impatient "hello"(it didnt register in mind then that it could be those people). A fimilar voice offered a hesitant "hey" back. It was a kick out of the blue.

Talk about wake-up call! The sleepiness disappeared immediately! Before I could even demand what he wants, he jumped the queue and asked me how I'm getting on. Getting on! Perfectly fine! If leaving me worried about my body,crying to nobody is the norm, I'm perfectly alright. What the fuck is wrong with his mind! I had to save my own skin of course.

"I'm perfectly fine. well with my bf of coz".

Ha! He had to the cheek to sound all disappointed like I let him down. To cut my expenses, I asked for his motive though I jolly well know it. What other ideas could he have about me but that of the birds and the bees? At least he's straight forward. He's changed. Previously he would have countered with "I miss you. Let's meet up for a movie"crap. He must have realised it doesn't work anymore.

He's not the only one who's changed. "I'll see then." I said coldy and hung up. Cool huh? I'm not utterly hopeless. Bless me.