Something about Me, Something about Gay and Something about Love IX

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As previously, we stopped at

Time passes us by so fast and we decided to head back to the car and go out for supper at Geylang. Seriosuly speaking, my very first time as well.. XD We went and had chinese dim sum, very yummy, and warming as well. And that all concludes for the first ever time we go out experience. It was all so sweet fonding memories.. After that supper, he drove me back and got back home, and back to his life where he least like to be.

It wasn't long before the next time that he start to ask me out again, and out to not anywhere, but Sentosa. After agreeing to it, minutes later, both of us met up at my void deck before we make our way there. And poor Elvis, few days before that very day we met, he caught flu and fever. And was pretty pressurized in his service and was not fully recovered yet. With everything, he wishes to get out of the house and have a breather of the air. Well, at some point, I do agree to the way things are and the way he react..

Who would like to stay at home the whole time, and sick and fever and thinking about his "workplace" and feel good about it? Well, probably if I wasn't so into sleeping and not lazy and doesn't care about convenience, I would have gone out and not stayed a single second at home like what he did. Hmm.. and a bit of grumbling, what are friends for right? And of course talking about M.O. and stuffs and feeling not so good. I wouldn't deny that sometimes, it is good to say it out to someone the things that have been bothering the person in the heart.

Soon arrived at Sentosa Tanjung beach once more, and we walked and strolled the beach everywhere on the beach. I can remember that I was in white Rip Curl singlet top and white beach shorts. All my belongings are left in his car, handphones, wallet, house keys, coins, etc. And what he brought with him was his car keys and house keys. We strolled to a spot that was cleaner than any other spot and we both seat down on it. That night was having high tide and you can really hear the sea splashes aggressively and there, stood the moon so round hanging in the mid sky, so beautiful.

Clouds are like bits and pieces of the moon's blankets with stars playing hide-and-seek with the clouds. And we talked, but this time, there seem to have more silence than the last time. Probably it was a night to enjoy just by siting there than to ruin it with long conversations. And then, something sparked me in my mind and thought of building sand. Talking piles and piles of sand and stack thinking of forming Kit Kat's bar shape, or even M&M's ovalish-round shape. It was a night with a lot of fun. But just then, there's trouble...

Elvis came to me telling me that he could find nowhere his house keys, when he placed his house keys near to where he placed his slippers and the keys were nowhere to be found. And it was 4 plus in the morning. I panicked just as he already have, and started searching everywhere for it, even if it means to get our shorts wet. Well, you see, as it was high tide, so the place where he placed his slippers could have been the sea shore by the time we were looking for it, or even in the sea.

All search has left us with no clues, nor results. And soon, all energies and hopes slowly slip us by. And due to the lateness of the night, we decided to cease all searches and go home. As he lost his house keys in the process, he have nowhere to go until the morning breaks. Nobody would want to bother their parents that late in the night, trust me. So, I thought maybe he can spend the night over at mine's, a place for him to wash up from the salty night and a place to rest his mind on for the night. Afterall, I used to have a little sofa bed in my room, and that can finally be opened up for some usage.

I gave Elvis my bed as I rested on the sofa bed. Not as comfortable, neither was it nice. It felt really hard and short (with my body) and have a really very uncomfortable high head rest. But luckily it was, I still had a bolster with me. And the hour of resting was so little before the morning sun starts to shine on my window. Elvis was sleeping beside me the next minute I took a turn.. Hmmm.. and then I 'uh-oh'ed. =o

Anyway, a short night it was, but seems so long a night. And the sun signal fo Elvis' to take his leave, on his way home for a rest that he would truely need as both a patient and someone who had less than 4 hours of rest in some stranger's house. And as for me, just go to bed and not to think about anything for now is the best policy. Afterall, who needs to trouble himself and get all tensed up, after a long night and little sleep? Well, for me, sleep is the most important thing in the World. A sleepless World probably means a short life span + unsatisfied life.

But then, deep in my mind, I suppose, a new form of omen has started to show it's way. What's in Elvis's mind about me? What was sleeping beside me all about? Wild thoughts, unfruitful thinking occupied my mind from time to time whenever it was empty for a short period of time. An another weekend later, I agreed to be with Benji. Although there was still a lot of holes to fill in order for the relationship to turn frutiful and functional, but thinking that if it was Benji's true self to give in to me, to do all that for me in love, all would turn out well eventually. TBC (To Be Continued)...