In its quest to find the most delicious icecream flavour...

This is bad. I am only writing in my blog once every 2 months; and i don't even have a half-lame excuse why i haven't. I'm still doing the same damn thing every week. I'm not cut off from technology or the internet or have lost any use of my digits. It's plain laziness. I admit. Sorry, I am.

I watched my favourite wedding singer in a LIVE set. And the cool thing was that I met N there with the GF of course. ( the very same GF that i was introduced to informally when i bumped into them holding hands at a shopping centre in Dec). Of course, i was shocked. It's like someone pouring cold water, nope, make it a grape slurpee down your shorts (it almost happened to me once, but N or smelly poo poo man stuffed down half a watermelon down my shorts and slammed me against the wall for fun once.. it was hilarious!). Now, for anyone who had ever been in a drama mama situation like that, you will agree that breathlessness, choking sensation and numb hands are usual symptoms of shock.

The shitty thing was a month earlier, I had told him that since we are tight like "Starsky and Hutch" the cool thing to do was to let me know if he decided to hook up with a chica so i don't have to find out the "BUMP INTO YOU AND YOUR NEW GF AT MANGO" way. Apparently, he didn't. That made me bumped. So i did what i would typically do. I smsed him and said that I saw him with the new GF, wanted him to know i was cool about it... and didn't want things to be awkward between us because of this. He replied that he was cool that i was cool. And so that was that. That's the high road. I was still bummed. But I know he had to do what he had to do. It was Smelly POo poo man.. I know him.

*ARe the violins playing in the background yet?*

The really awesome thing, that can never be replicated and has never been replicated so far, is how disappointed our friends (people who we hung out with , namely my apartment mates and his mates) were when they found that we've cooled off... it was almost like the part when you see Bambi's mom die. And i often ask them why and they always say that we were the coolest and funnest <- if that is even the word. And it takes others to remind you how truly awesome we were together.. and how you can't even tell them why it ended.. (PMS i tell you!) And that's cool. But like he said, "We are unbreakable" <- ala Alicia Keys. So it's cool. As long as he is jiving and still enjoying the music.

Anyway, Lyn and I was grooving at the wedding singer's LIVE set and bumped into Smelly Poo Poo man there on our way out.. and he said HI.. it was magic.. we spoke like we used too.. rambling and churning out words in a language that only we understood.

He: He was AMMMMAZING!! He can do like a gazillion styles!!!

Me: Did you hear him do "SUmpthing SUmpthing"? I felt like ripping off my red lycra blouse. But he bluff...

He: Did he do Stevie?

Me: He never.. that's why i say he bluff... Because on the poster got Stevie but he never... He didn't do Musiq Soulchild also..

He: Ah? He never? But in the poster got say Musiq Soulchild..

Me: That's why I say he bluff...

He: He bluff......

We loved the wedding singer and no one can groove to music like Smelly Poo Poo man.. he was the bomb! We used to spend hours.. just listening to other people's words, falsettos and drifts and we would be communicating a gajillion emotions and thoughts to each other without saying a word.

Now that's magic.

"If this world were mine.... "