Sprint to Excitement..

You're sitting downstairs and the tv is flipped to a random movie that isn't very interesting. You allow your mind to wander and in the end, the tv just becomes background noise. All of a sudden, you hear a familiar jingle and your ears prick up.

It's your phone ringing!

Oh darn, it's all the way upstairs in your room. You think even if you ran now, you'd barely make it to answer the call. No matter, thinking of that potential caller whom you hope would call you makes running up those stairs worth it and so you do.

Taking a sharp corner to dash into your room, you skillfully avoid all the clothes and other thingamajigs on the floor to leap for your phone lying still on the table, attached to the charger. The ringing of your phone is about to reach that part in the song that would indicate the call coming to an end. You finally grab your phone off the table and your heart races as your eyes search the screen for that name you hope would appear.

Well, from there, it's either you're about to be pleasantly surprised or dissapointed big time by whoever calls. That's not the point of my post.

Rather, I'm here to talk about those little moments where your heart skips a beat, your breath catches and your tummy does a flip flop. A grin spreads it way across those lips and you grin, showing off those amazing cheekbones of yours.

I miss those moments where I'd run like a mad person through the house just to reach my phone in time. While running I'd think for a moment that if I was Dorothy of the Wizard of Oz, maybe I could click my red shoes just right to make that one person call me instead of finding my way home. Sure my head would argue that, that one person whom I want to call me the most, would be the least likely to ring me up but, a girl can hope, can't she?

I actually think it adds to the thrill a little. Like, because he doesn't call you often and you hope and hope and hope only to be dissapointed. But when that one time comes when he actually does ring you, all those things that I stated above would happen.

I haven't react that way in a long time.

Do I need to keep away from sugar but add more spice?

Dicks over Chicks?

Like Faye always used to tell me, " No matter what, friends always come before guys."

Magic Boy always says, " Bros before hoes."

It's basically choosing your friends over your boyfriend/girlfriend. I used to believe that I was that way too but recently.. I don't know. I'm beginning to doubt myself.

What motivation is there to choose your friends over that one person who may ( or not.. ) be the love of your life? I'm not trying to say that you should just totally ignore or ditch your friends. All I'm saying is that, though friends are important, there comes a time in your life where ( I think anyways.. ) you'll end up choosing that special someone over buddies. It's only makes sense.

Think about it logically lah.

Friends, though friends, are only friends.

Even after everything, that's all they'll ever be. They'll want to look for their own special persons as well. You're there for each other, support, bond, spend time but you'll never have that initimate relationship that can only come from your significant other(s).

Significant others are, boyfriends/girlfriends and potential lovers/husbands/wives.

Wouldn't you than choose them over friends? I mean, friends are important but 20 - 30 years down the road, after each of you are busy with your own lives, who are you going to be spending the rest of your life with? Your friends? or your husband?

The answer is plain obvious. Of course, it's not cool to ditch your besties ALL THE TIME for your boyfriend and cancel on them just because your boyfriend found out he was free.

So, maybe next time you would think twice about getting upset if they chose their boyfriend over you, neh? :)