New Year's Eve

I had a good time on New Year’s eve. Joined a bunch of crazy but absolutely fun group of people (with pretensions of royalty to boot) for a trip to Genting.

New Year’s eve in Genting was so not happening at all. Didn’t have any fireworks or countdown. We could only look enviously at the colourful lights displayed at KLCC and Bukit Bintang, which appeared as big as the palm of our hands from Genting.

Disappointed, we shouted “Genting kiam siap" (stingy), to no one in particular. Reminds me of Scrooge or the Grinch.

Most of the time in Genting was spent playing mahjong. Yeah, a good opportunity for me to get back to my Chinese roots.

I am quite familiar with card games like Cho Tai Di, but not mahjong. I think I picked quite up a bit of mahjong in that two days, one night in Genting.

Have to thank the sifus (masters). Even though they have not reached the age to vote yet, they can sure play like pros.

Even the style was there - munching kuacis (sunflower seed) while playing and cursing at the bad tiles. ;P

So to my newfound friends, thanks for a great time.

On a personal note, something interesting happened.

I accompanied CF to Midvalley to buy a birthday gift for a friend of his. There were so many cars last Friday that it took us almost an hour to find a parking spot. With so much time in the car, we got around to talking about everything and anything.

I couldn’t really remember how it started, but somehow we got to the topic of what kind of guys he like. And he briefly mentioned that he has his eyes on someone, K.

He said K would never like him back, that it would be unrequited. And he has come to accept that.

I questioned him back, “Are you sure? Did you hint to him? Is he someone I know?”

He insisted on not telling.

After I reached home, he texted me: Sorry about the person I like thingy, it’s not that I don’t wanna tell you, it’s more like I couldn’t. I don’t want to create a false hope for myself, knowing that he wouldn’t like me in return. He shall remain as a person to admire from afar.

My first thought was, how obvious was that? How could I be so oblivious?

I don’t think I am daft as to not realize when someone likes me. Apparently, I was. Somewhat.

The hints were all there. (After going to Frangi, when asked who did he think was cutest: Got quite a lot of cute people, but I still think you’re the cutest.)

How sweet was that?

I am not just giving him a chance, but more importantly, giving myself a chance too. It’s not often that I meet someone who is kind, helpful and thoughtful and who is into me.

He likes me a lot
Till he was really shaking
When I said me too

Utterly speechless
Giddy and happy was he
He smiled blissfully