It glitters but it's not gold.

I know that it's standard procedure not to have too much expectations. Maybe I was overwhelmed. Maybe he gave me the impression he was smart.

Peste.

I feel so disillusioned actually. I don't know much about him. What I know about him are menial things. When I try to get to know him, all I get are simple answers and no follow through! The thing is, he emailed me first. He initiated this!

Men.

Grrr.

Yeah, I am old enough to walk away from this; to walk away before disappointment gets the better of me. My mind says 'be patient,' but it also says 'bail out before it's too late.'

Gademit.

Comments

aajao said…
hei.. we need that kofi chat soon.

;)
1:58 PM, June 09, 2006
b3Rn1cE said…
hahahaha you deserve not only better rosie... you desrve the BEST!!!
2:54 PM, June 09, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@nonoy: haha. i haven't been to libis for the longest time eh. But I'll text you when I'm there so you could treat me coffee! =)

@jaliscious: Girlaloo! Hahaha! I agree, of course. =) Huy, tuloy mo na yung kwento mo dun sa isa mong blog, yung may story... ;)
2:03 AM, June 10, 2006
Unsugarcoated Reviews said…
MEN!

my sentiments, exactly...

hmm, maybe he's the shy type...an introvert who is a little intimidated by a bubbly girl like you :)
2:11 AM, June 11, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@cyberpunk: Oh, cyberpunk, I really hope so. But for the meantime, I'm just keeping quiet na lang. *sigh*
10:28 AM, June 11, 2006
Quentin said…
men problems again? do away with them. lol.
2:41 PM, June 13, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@quentino: Not a problem naman. Hindi pa actually. Hehe. ;)
2:56 PM, June 13, 2006
kerry said…
haha! is this that certain guy? nakow. my sentiments exactly! ma-pabata, ma-patanda.. pare-pareho lang sila! miss you roseypoo! =)
2:38 AM, June 14, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@kerry: Tangina, siya nga!! Hayup yun. *sigh*

miss you too!dalaw ka CC2 soon!
11:34 AM, June 14, 2006
Anonymous said…
men shouldn't be a problem dear...find someone like me;-)

sorry beach, i didn't get the chance to call you when i was there...too busy! alam mo na...girl-hopping...hahaha..joke lang miss!

it was more of a business trip. no hanky-panky. maybe next time dear :-)
6:28 AM, June 17, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@mr pogi: Aw. Sayang naman.

And you're right, they shouldn't be but sometimes they just test your gudam patience to the freaking limit.

;) Next time ah.
3:58 PM, June 18, 2006
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