tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32620069153226662882009-02-20T22:15:45.207-08:00Naomi Shao's Drawing DiaryNaomi Shaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10198261253301743891noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262006915322666288.post-39347558423890360482007-03-21T08:32:00.000-07:002007-03-21T16:11:53.758-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/173/429754553_b274ff203a.jpg?v=0"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/173/429754553_b274ff203a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wednesday, 21 March 2007</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br />5 o'clock in the morning, I woke up by the "beeping" sound of a text message. I could use my knees to figure out where it was sent from. Brent is the only one I know who would harass me at this time. I'm used to it. I almost just dreamed about the text message before I received it.<br /><br />He said, "sorry I missed your event on Sunday. I would have liked to have been there."<br />Finally he said sorry. But it wasn't enough to cover the truth of him being a real jerk! Without replying the message, I carried on sleeping. But my mind was far too busy to fall in sleep again.<br /><br />I didn't expect him to be there at my Sunday screening. We had the cold war over a month now. He always had been selfish that he never committed to be there for me when I needed him. But I still picked up my best little green dress just for in case. Of course he didn't show up. During the 4 hours of waiting, there was nothing except a freezing rain. Of course i was gutted. Once again I made up my mind to dump him.<br /><br />Unfortunately I have a weak mind. Today I missed him again. I hate myself for that!<br />My body is loaded with desire. I couldn't hold back those erotic scenes in my mind of me being with him in bed. It felt so great. But it's wrong!<br /><br />Maggie said to me many times, "Don't ever think about casual sex with someone you want to have relationship with! You gotta hurt yourself." Perfectly true. So, I left the text message alone and threw the idea of sex with Brent into the bin.<br /><br />The cold war goes on. I have no idea if we gonna meet again. Love and sex just seem so hard to balance.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262006915322666288-3934755842389036048?l=naomishao.blogspot.com'/></div>Naomi Shaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10198261253301743891noreply@blogger.com0