Outing

I went out with my bestfriend. The one who know who I really am. And he is in the same shoes as me.

We both not blessed with good looks, getting involve in profession related to science, and was an outcast during our high school together. And maybe still now.

It is weird really.

I was thinking about him yesterday, as I planned of wanting to contact him to hang out together, after my trip to Mr R's house. Turn out, I received his message yesterday night asking if I was free.

OMG the slip of fate.

And, I felt so happy right now. Because after a while, I can be myself with him. Although to some extend I was self concious about myself. About if people see me acting disgusting. I wonder if I do the broken wrist syndrome too much to some extend. But who cares right. It is was for just one day.

Anyhow, I felt relieved because I can finally talk about men. Not pretending like I was interesting in women, like I always do when hang out around my straight friend cum crushes.

I am tired of pretending. And can't stop wondering why I was born like this.

Anyhow, as usual we were talking about men.

And, suddenly my best friend interested to know Mr R. Oh no you didn't!!

Really, he asked me to introduced him to Mr R, and even suggesting me to invite him the next time I want to hang out with Mr R. Preposterous!

Just hearing the thought of it made me felt awkward. I meant Mr R and I was from the same course, the same university, wouldn't it be awkward if suddenly I invite my best friend, and when we were reminiscing about  our study life, my best friend going to be silent??

Well, I also don't want my best friend to get Mr R bahahaha *jealous bitch*