It's 4:08 am. I can't sleep. I've been trying to for the past couple of hours now, still the big disappointment of the evening haunts me.
I was supposed to meet Snejana Onopka, who I introduced in my previous post, tonight at Soi 4 to attend my friend Martha Graham's birthday party. Since he did not give me a specific time for us to meet, I milled around CentralWorld at around 7 pm and eventually ended up at Heidi's place until about 11-ish. From there I met the Pranses at Soi 4, which was quite cool coz he and I haven't seen each other in like a gazilion years.
Anyway, I waited and waited for some news from Snejana but I waited in vain. Shortly after midnight, I pranced to the party of Martha Graham, gave him a beso-beso, and ordered a glass of vodka as proceeds from the alcohol go to a charity or something (oh dear, I'm getting my Nobel Prize tomorrow). I tried calling Snejana. The phone rang for eternity. My SMS went unanswered as well. Nothing from him at all.
Feeling defeated, I quickly sneaked out Martha's party (I stayed for less than ten minutes) and took a cab to Khao San Road where Bubbles* was partying with his straight girl friends (gasp!). Always, always, friends are there to bring me comfort and I couldn't be more than thankful for that.
The evening began with such a giddy anticipation of meeting Snejana again. It is very rare indeed that I come across someone who really, really interests me (for crying out loud, I even started writing about him on this blog. Can you actually remember the last time I mentioned some freaking bastard here?). But then he is a big letdown afterall.
The fact is, it was not even my idea to meet him tonight (or last night I should say as it is already Sunday now). He invited me out when I could've instead opted for a peaceful evening at home and finish my knitting, right? (Nah, I committed to be at Martha's birthday.) Where then is this bloke's decency to at least SMS me that his plans had changed? Oh, did I just mention decency? That's what people lack these days, too bad.
I've been through many, many disappointments in the City of Angels (and I'm talking about men here). Yet, tonight was a big blow because Snejana seemed sincere. That only shows what an absolutely excellent judge of character I am.
Oh well, what a waste for a weekend.
Disappointments, I have to get used with these soon enough.
Note to self: Suck it up and live with it.
* The fag formerly known as PJ; the new name was suggested by the Czarina of Penang.
Photo Credit: My sister's.