Confession Of A Mak Hayam

What it's like to be a serial dater?

It must be all fun and games right? 

Different people to meet, different guys to flirt with, different places to go.

Yeah right. After a while it gets boring and it's all the same this dating game. You can say I'm jaded at the moment. 

So what happens to all these guys I dated?

Nothing happened after a while. That's the problem. After some time, it sizzles then the flame died. 

And you have to start all over again with a different person. I lost contact with most of them anyway.

Even my best date ends up with nothing. 

Well, we do workout a few times together, we become kinda platonic but that is until he suddenly falls off the face of the earth. He can't be reached. Probably dead in a ditch somewhere.

Tipu la kalau cakap Cik Panda tak kecewa atau sedih, Cik Panda walaupun seorang mak hayam, tetap seorang gadis yang berhati lembut. Gituu kan. 

Tapi tak apa la uols, bak kata Cik Pah

"Kita kan diva. Kalau orang nak kat kita, dia akan datang cari kita. Kalau tak, tak payah terhegeh-hegeh. Banyak lagi orang lain you boleh layan."

Oh well, what to do. Next person please.

The weird but annoying thing about these people is that when you are emotionally stable and happy with where you are, they come back. 

Like this personal trainer I dated. All this while he never called or text but suddenly one day I woke up to 7 miscalls and a text from him, at 5am!

Red flags.  5am is a classic booty call. He must be drunk or horny or both.

But truth be told, after a while I do get emotionally tired of these things. I find more pleasure in the gym or in my own world doing my things than pretending to be socially pleasant. 

Cik Panda is feeling MEHHH at the moment. Anyone up for ice cream?