i forgot to add this point in. i realise the omamoris my colleague got for me really worked! i needed love and i guess love found me some that might be sweet might be kind might be nice.

there is a guy whom i think hmmmm... i shan't say! and there is a poet who interests me a great deal. hmmm... he is a very captivating monsieur.... he text me a poem oh my... thank god i didn't read that in the night before else i might display signs of maddness at work due to lack of sleep. lol

so nw i am lost. not really since i know my heart's tellin me what to do but somehow i am not getting the right reaction from the guy i mite go shoot him! yet his dear friend, the bluebird is seemingly playing a happy role between us. that little bluebird called one day to informed me of that little friend's working schedule. i was interrogated on sat afternoon on how i enjoyed myself on fri nite...

but somehow that poet has more ... hmmm... oh well... he keeps in touch... i am a little girl touched by the simplest action. i don't need big spenders or fine dining... i need a little touch, a little gentle words and hmmm.. how about a hug?

im alittle lost but i have my options. though it is not the way the game is played. hmmm...
SHOW ME SOME SIGNS U GREAT BIG DUMMY!