The long and short about The Return Of Sushi Eating Friend Part IV

Hello everyone! I hope you all had a very nice and full dinner. I know I did because I just returned from KFC. 2-piece meal with 2 O.R. fillet burgers, cheese fries, and I washed it all down with a large iced lemon tea. As I am more health conscious nowadays, I had coleslaw as the side instead of my usual whipped potato. I am a very healthy boy :)

Anyway, like I was saying yesterday, I was very surprised to see Mr Ex Boyfriend with Sushi Eating Friend at the airport. I was very surprised because they didn’t exactly part on good terms back in the uni after she caught him in bed with the Hall babe. Twice.

I think Mr Ex Boyfriend don’t really like me much because the first thing he said upon seeing me was not “How are you, Sian!”, but rather a “Your standards dropped already huh?” to Sushi Eating Friend.

What the?!?!?!?


“That guy is such a jerk!” said Sushi Eating Friend between the many plates of sushi at Sakae. “Some people just don’t change, do they?”

“But hey, it’s quite something to bump into someone familiar in the crowded streets of Hong Kong huh?” I was pleasantly surprised that she declined his offer of a ride home to have dinner with me. “And you guys happened to be on the same flight!”

“Bah. I think fate is nothing but hogwash. By the way, I really wasn’t expecting you to be here. I mean, you didn’t write even though you promised to!”


Before I could launch my vehement protest about how I have been sending her letters week after week, her phone beeped. It was an SMS from Mr Ex Boyfriend, which goes: “There are some things I can never forget, such as your birthday next Wednesday, such as how much you love Ono Lisa, and such as how sweet your smiles are. So I got myself two tickets to her concert next Wednesday in the hope of seeing you smile again.”


Sometimes, life is all about fate.

I let my Ono Lisa tickets remain in my pockets.


With Love,
Sibeh Sian