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Towards the end of Feb! Happy February! 

sighh... well enough to properly leave the school, not well enough to get into any uni courses at all.... 
 
but isokay! i can always take it again next year as private candidate, and theres no shame in that. in fact, my grades were on an upward trend from my mid year exams

Knowing when you have enough is to be fulfilled.

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Today I don't feel like doing anything's .

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I once knew a Hong Kong guy who moved to KL for business. I say knew because we're no longer talking, only remaining on the fringes of each other's social media lives. We met once at the start of 2024, though it did not result in subsequent meetups.
 
I first saw him in a gay club in KL during New Year's Eve 2023, and thought he looked good. A friend who was kind enough to be a wingman, went over, requested his Instagram and shared it with me, to which I am still grateful today. At 6' with conventionally handsome facial features, this guy was dreamboat material to me, and I'm fairly sure he had a few other Chinese boys approaching him that night too. In fact, my heterosexual Japanese friend who had incredibly high standards for men thought he looked handsome. 
 
The first time we were supposed to catch dinner together, I came down with Influenza A, courtesy of the club. The second time was a week or two apart from our supposed dinner sesh. We met at one of the durian establishments in PJ, as he was craving durian. That was the one time in 17 years I decided to break my no-durian vow to be a good sport. It was an hour's meet-up, and conversations were mostly brief. We talked quite a bit, but it was mostly about him and his family, how it was difficult for him to live up to his dad's expectations considering he was next in line to succeed the father. It was clear he was a people pleaser, and had trouble voicing his needs, for reasons I can only imagine are entirely valid. Instead, he travels and parties hard whenever he can. Weekends are often accompanied by some reels or IG stories of him at some random gay bar or club, chugging down large volumes of alcohol. On the off chance he isn't partying, he's off somewhere in Southeast Asia with some instafamous gay dude. 
 
I invited him to explore a night market in KL following our first meet-up, though he declined under the pretense of being busy, or having to draft business proposals for his dad overnight and all. Over time, it became clear he was creating excuses to pass up my invitations, a sign most of my friends recognized way ahead of time and dinged me for being oblivious. Eventually, I decided it wasn't worthwhile being interested in someone who didn't reciprocate similarly and eventually dropped the connection altogether. In retrospect, now that I think about it, he lacked personality and we probably wouldn't have gotten along even if we did meet following the first meet-up. It was clear we were on different wavelengths, and while he might have his fun side, it wasn't showing to me. 
 
I was comfortable having conversations that leaned toward intimacy and depth, and preferred spending my weekends having conversations in a cafe with a cup of tea, staying in for that matter. He was partygoer through and through, work hard, play hard. I later learned, he not only moved to KL for his family business. His dad decided to uproot their lives in Hong Kong and permanently relocate here, thereby making them Malaysians in several years. 
 
It's strange, I never thought of him since then, but I dreamt about him last night. I dreamt about us meeting again, taking a train and traveling together. And I was comfortably snuggling up to him, talking selfies. I remember that face in my dream. We looked happy. And it seemed like I gained weight after being with him. Funny. 
 
Was it something subliminal? An unconscious thought, perhaps? Maybe it was tucked deep away in the layers of suppressed thoughts. Consciously however, I no longer feel a thing for him. I genuinely have feelings for someone else, not him, not S, not any of the recent blokes I recall moping over.
 
Still, it would be interested where the relationship would have gone had it landed.