because the moon was perfect...
by now, the controversy of last night no longer plagues me. without being too descriptive - because life's too short to be obsessing about negative symantics - the person i've had feelings for over the last 19 months was finally faced with the blatant truth. no... i didn't cross my bounds of girly-dom and partake in actual confession, but the issue is out there. it seems obvious that he's known about it for quite some time... but in true male fashion... prefers if i come clean before he does ;) and truth is i don't blame him. we've both been playing this game for almost two years... it's hard to call it quits. but it doesn't mean i'm gonna give in either :p he knows that i need to move on from this... and thankfully he understands why too.
but as the title suggests... the moon was perfect out tonight. and just as i started to regret the conversation i'd had the night before, my day was utterly compensated ;)
as i dragged myself to school for a team meeting (note: there'll definitely be a future post on the outcome of that one!), i sat on the tram ride home thinking that i was about to settle into another night alone - full of pondering and wondering what a mess i've possibly made with that particular friendship. then the phone rang ;)
by 7.30pm hizwan had come over to print his assignment and i was left marvelling at the indecipherable codes that he calls work. we packed up and rushed off to swinburne university for it to be submitted. there was a minor setback (what with us being locked out and all!), but things turned out great in the end. i even managed a grand tour of the campus at nightfall... which, if you ask me, is the ONLY way to see a school ;)
with aaput and abu (ashvin) busy for the night, me and hizwan thought we'd make full use of our much-deserved night out. we grabbed two boxes of krispy kremes before heading over to bismi for a
nasi briyani dinner. a spur of the moment decision saw us catching the last 11pm show for rush hour 3 and capped our night in immense fits of laugher.
for two 19-year-olds, the last month has been rather treacherous to us both. hizwan's been buried under the load of so many assignments as i fret about my imminent re-application to melbourne uni. we'd both gotten sick and made trips to the hospital... at the same time. personally, hizwan's been navigating his way about being the best boyfriend he can to a girl all the way back home and i've just been trying to accept the consequences of chasing something that - turns out - i no longer wanted.
we spent the entire night talking and laughing and being brutally honest about the things and the people in our lives. about the dreams we have. and about the dreams we've lost...
it was just what we needed...
and as we looked up at the night sky through the blistering cold... i knew that things could only get better...
because in cloudless sky... the moon was perfect...
