- Please stop sms-ing me. Indeed, you have a knack of knowing just when to get me all weakened up by merely reading the short and sweet messages from you. I don't want this anymore. I don't like the way it is now. Please stop.
- You have an extremely attractive smile. My wish is for you to stop smiling so dangerously yummy at me whenever you see me at the gym. This includes the naughty swift winks you unnervingly flash at me during classes. No more KissMe Smiles and HeySexy Winks please.
- I still find it difficult to contain the green-eyed monster a.k.a jealousy in me when the other girls so openly flirted with you. I didn't like what I see. In fact, everytime I see a Betty or a Veronica hovering around you, I paint a lovely picture in my mind: Bettys and Veronicas being zapped... miniatures... squishings... ooo I'd better not say. It's an ugly picture in actuality.
- In all honesty, 3 months of mental torture and mind games are enough by now. Can we change game plans now? Perhaps a higher dosage of TLC would be nice. An occasional of "How was your day? I've made reservations at This-this Restaurant and bought tickets for This-this Movie that you have been dying to catch. Shall we go tonight?" is always welcomed. Boy, if you had changed tactics and switched to this game plan, I won't be blogging my brains out on this now, would I?
- Yes, you must leave now. I am refusing your entry in my life.
And finally ...
To That Guy:
Somewhere deep within me lies a tiny wish that you'd go back in Oct as planned earlier.
I could have loved you. So much in fact. But you never switched game plans! Why couldn't you?
I am now devising my own game plans. And guess what? This time, I get to be Chief Commander :)