The girlfriend's going away for the weekend!!! And I'm sooooo excited about it. I made her promise to call me everyday for a status update while she's there.
She has this huge crush on this seriously good-looker she met on holiday over Christmas. Things felt good. She felt they had a connection. Too bad they don't reside in the same country.
She wrestled with her feelings for a couple of weeks. Now, she's following her heart and hopping over to visit him.
We don't know how the weekend will turn out. She doesn't care. She doesn't know why she acted on an impulse to buy that plane ticket. She's not looking for anything long-term.
But I know why. It's been a long time since she felt like this about any man.
Remember the heady feel of infatuation in high school? That sort of feeling.
Last night, over dinner at Rail Mall's Ramen Ramen and drinks later, we were totally giggly. It was as though we were back in high school gossiping about that cute senior we secretly had a crush on.
Impulsive? Yes. Crazy? Not really. She's always been so pragmatic. It's about time the heart rules her head. This is romance. This is dating. This is living.
Both of us know that if she doesn't go, she will regret not trying and having to live with 'what ifs'.
How bad can it be? At worst, it'll be a flirty, dirty, very enjoyable weekend. So I set her a KPI of 8 sessions in (or out of) bed to make it worthwhile.
S$500 (air ticket) ÷ 8 sessions = ROI of S$62.50 per day over 3 days
See. Still cheaper than a night out in town to pick up a dashing lounge lizard.
The girlfriend was furiously blushing!
I love this girl. In our 23 years of friendship, I've only seen her blush for like, a total of 3 times. I can't remember the last time she's been so euphoric about anything.
I want her to have her heart's desires.
I am so thrilled by her courage to chase a dream.