He told me he likes short hair gal now..Oh Brudder! -.-

I haven't been the best of a girlfriend to Jason and ever since well...some recollection, I have been worse, I think.

Honestly I think I have been more demanding than usual. Maybe not demanding but I became focusing alot on what I need & want. I need romance and want my boyfriend to be the type that can lavish me with romanceSssss. I guess that's on the top of my priority needs in a relationship, somehow or another.

Just last night I waited to call him after work and he was on the car with his colleagues. So as we talked, there was alot of "Wait huh" while he answered or talked to the guy driving. (so that is a lil' irritating, you know.)
And so he was telling me this, "MAYBE~~~we can have lunch on Wednesday?" When the previous 2 lunch dates didn't turned up to be exactly romantically like, I wasn't in total favour of this 3rd proposal.

I thought this whole thing could be enhanced if he:

(a) drops me a message near my lunch time and tell me that he wanted to meet me for lunch.
(b) meets me for lunch with a surprise item (a small lil something?)

So I ended the call shortly telling him I gotta sleep and then I still indignantly messaged him this:

"You know, I thought when God created man and woman..He could have mark up the balance in needs & wants between them.The men wtih that blessed touch of extra sensitivity and romance are married, gay and dead. I dunno what's up with women having to put down in words what they want men to do(Irene's theory) but it kills what they originally wanted and needed as well(my theory). Show it to all of your band of brothers in the car.Good night."

Before I really fell asleep, I thought what is wrong with me?! Say if men and women all think and act in sync, there would be alot of peace, less divorce but would it be a lil' disgusting?

I thought again and really this is blardy my fault, again! Why have I become so demanding, I might as well married a customized robot.

So I wanted to meet Jason for lunch tomorrow and hope it turns up fine.I daren't ask for 'good' for good is just an expectation too high.

But..small something is still...good.
Mich without romance is like fish without cake.(Ok, I stop being cheesy.)


Isn't this so sweet?Would be better if the roses are plastic though. Imagine dried roses with bears then.