Just wanted to show the white horse I got for my birthday from Lillen ... and riding him is of course Drömprinsen (Prince Charming) the frog. And no, when you kiss him he does not turn into a prince, unfortunately :( That would've been great though, wouldn't it?
Mr M was online at ICQ today when I logged on around lunchtime. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to drop him a little "hello" to see if there was any reaction or reply (my hands shaking violently, of course). There wasn't. Not that I am surprised, but maybe just a tiny bit disappointed. I wanted him to reply, even though I had no idea whatsoever what I would've said to continue the conversation. Would've depended a bit on what his reply was, of course, but no use in contemplating on that since he did not reply. Now all I wonder is: did he realize it was me writing him (we've never spoken that way, I just happened to find him there while browsing for people [and thinking way too much of him] last summer and so I added him on my friend's list, while I am not on his ... so it might just be that he just clicked me away as an unwanted message from someone not on his contact list, not even checking who it was ... I don't know!) and he did not want to talk to me? I guess I will never find anything out unless I talk to him IRL and I never get around to that. I mean, other than talking about work-related stuff. Damn, why does he have to be so cute? Why did I have to fall so badly for him and why did he have to walk away from my heart and leave it longing for him all the time?
And I dreamt about him again this morning ... Another one of those dreams where we're in the same place, I want to talk to him, but I never get a chance. No need for analyzing there - it's just the plain truth: I want to talk to him, but never get there ... and time just runs away and it's what? seven months since we went out for coffee together ... seven months since the conference ... seven months since my dreams were still alive and not shattered and here I am, still foolishly wishing it could be him and me ...
Why can't I just forget?
Ah, and yesterday I met the cutest guy on Earth - being of course, Alvin. He's adorable. Even though he was not really in a good mood yesterday, you can't help but love him. I wanted to take a photo of him when he was smiling (gorgeous!) or wearing his cute hat with giraffes on it, but the only time I managed to capture him without a blur was when he was asleep finally (and that sure wasn't for long!). But you can still have a look at the cutie here:
I am bored today. I tried to tidy, but mostly I just made more of a mess. Why do I always end up trying to tidy the drawers and cupboards and stuff? That is never a good idea ... When I try to get everything its own little space, I just end up with too little space to take all of my stuff. I really have too many things ... and too little space! I wanted to go for a walk in the sun earlier, but it turned out a very short one. Going for a walk on your own is very, very boring. I was just dying for company (and I seemed to see cute couples everywhere, which didn't exactly help)
Listening to: "The other side" by Evan
Currently reading: "Wolf brother" by Michelle Paver
Wouldn't it be just lovely to find someone who swept you off your feet? Preferably someone who did not leave you lying broken on the ground once you had lost your footing but who picked you up into his arms and rode you towards the sunset ... *dreaming and feeling a bit bitter*