Stupid is as stupid does...

A line true-r than the dumb Gump.

Let's say I have had this "cheeky" smile on Wednesday and on Thursday it's gone. It was wiped out in 5 seconds. I storied this encounter to Qert and he has no understanding as to why this entire distraction happened. He just doesn't get it. (No, neither do I. But I have given up trying to understand what I cannot fathom)

On Friday morning, I slept in for my half day day off.

When I came to work on Friday afternoon, I met briefly with Chairwoman to touch base. I received news so shockingly amusing that I didn't need chocolate therapy. And Chairwoman was so sweet in preparing me a big bar of chocolate just in case I needed a quick-fix. No, that wasn't necessary. All I did was a Constantine and left with the knowing news and a beaming grin. She asked me, "What about the therapy?!" "I already did a Constantine."

You see, the trait of a player is never leave tracks. He's leaving a trail of tracks and it is just amusing. He's gonna step on his own toes and trip over double. Remember I said it is not a threat, it is a promise? Well, again, hell hath no fury as a woman scorned.

Being with Steve made me realise that there are penalties in life. You fcuk around and you get fcuked around. What goes around, comes around. Sometimes you don't really see that curveball heading right to you. Be warned.

I updated Qert on the information that came out from me so unresistingly. I was grinning like a cat when I delivered the news. Qert asked, "You're very pleased with yourself. Aren't you?"

Of course I am. Revenge is sweet, it does not necessarily has to be mine. :)

I have lived 2 and a half day without reaching for the telephone to call or text him. Although I still feel him at the back of my mind, I know it is all about conditioning and discipline.

Yesterday, I got yelled at by His Royal Mightiness and I am still recovering from that. Throughout all the events yesterday evening, we missed having dinner at 7pm as planned. So we were all hungry. Qert said, "You need some chocolates. She needs to smile again."

Then he said, "Think about that stupid boy".

And I burst out laughing hysterically. Qert is such an amazing person. He certainly knows what to say when. That was such a cure for my evening.

Today, I didn't get to sit down at my desk till about 1.00 pm. I did a quick check on my blog to see if any comments were posted then ran out for an express lunch. I normally choose to eat alone when I'm not in the mood. I sometimes don't have the patience for pretence.

I will pat myself on the back and say that I've done an amazingly outstanding job in keeping away and having a smile on my face. Despite almost crystalising when I listen to Sade today on my iPod while walking the busy buzzing walk.

I caried a different tune to my steps today. I kept an unfailing smile and ate lunch totally engrossed in my sandwich and listening to whatever that plays and sang along to it. The heck with people looking at me because I sing out loud and out of tune. I couldn't care less.

Actually, I care. But that just doesn't include the boy anymore. Let's see in 5 years time what would have become of this person. It would be interesting to realise that the hostility industry is very small and there's always fresh cycle of children to be nurtured and men who are opportunists.

Ladies, listen to Justin Timberlake.