Today my sailor came back from the sea.
I saw him from a distance and kept smiling while walking towards him and he broke into the sweetest grin when he saw me too, pulling me into a hug and lifting me off my feet. And we happily headed to food and a movie!
We talked a lot when we got to his place. I kept smelling him all over and touching his face and trying to vie for his attention like a kitten while he fixed his guitar strings. Then he played a song and I fell straight asleep.
When will I ever stay awake through a song sigh.
My hot as fuck date for the Singapore Night Festival!
"You look so beautiful," he said and started to zoom in.
Thank god for blur, eh!
I was having such a brilliant hair day.
Towards the end, he stopped taking photos of us and instead admired himself in the image, which led to my judgy face at the end heh heh. He wasn't supposed to catch it. Damn you efficient iphone camera!
Most lovable man in the world.
I could swear my hair is a myriad of colors.
It was purple when I dyed it. Then, it faded into a pacific blue hue that comes out spectacularly under the sun. Now, the blue has caved to moss green. Can you see the struggling gradient one the right, and red on the left?
Yeah I'm too into my hair.
We had a lovely dinner at Plaza Sing, where I found a balloon floating about near a ceiling. I made him wish a secret wish (but he said it aloud after so neh, still works) and I made mine and we watched it ascend into the skies.
And then we headed to 8Q!
I have no idea why it is not Q8. Isn't it supposed to sound like curate? Regardless, I was mega disappointed because it turned out the HDB installation was a single table, with fuckers hoarding stickers and space.
In the beginning, I snuck a hand in and grabbed whatever I could. Because I didn't want to appear greedy, I grabbed only one of each. So I'd grab one, put it on mine, then grab another, put it on Gabriel, in absolute fairness.
Some of the things I found for myself included pretty plants and welcome mats. Some of the things I truly accidentally (the stickers are light, very hard to see) found for Gabriel are an eviction notice, garbage bags and cleaning equipment.
He identified the cleaning equipment and said, "oh this is yours!" and stuck it on my wrist against my annoyed face. Then it was his turn to grab stickers and he would pass along every religious stick he found, like the red incense pots. "Nah nah yours yours yours," as he push them over.
He shifted his eviction notice from the front of the card to the back, then said he can stress over the eviction at home. Then he found himself a chair and I said he could stress over it on the chair. And he gave me an :/ face heh heh heh.
I think he has quite a good eye. Luckily for me, I am marrying him.
Madly in love with my lacey top.
Before we slept, I made him do the two-minute thing again, but this time I asked him what makes me a memorable girlfriend. He had a list, one of which was an issue so we digressed for a while and resolved it, then went back to the list.
1. Because we do extreme sports together
I mean yes, I've never done skydiving nor bungy jumping with anyone else too but I think that our lives have since jumped in meaning in moments beyond that. A landmark moment doesn't need to me falling out the skies with me, it could be just him buying me roses.
He nagged that I'm nitpicking and went on to;
2. Because he's never been so turned on by someone's comfort-ability
I am quite gross when I am with him. I am also quite gross with him. A tiny example would be that I like to pick his ear for him. I really shouldn't go on further.
But he says instead of being grossed out or turned off, he enjoys how comfortable I am with him and how easily he can relax around me too. I shall hold these words to him if he ever exposes my less-than-glamorous side one day.
3. Because he's never enjoyed babying anyone else more
He had the cutest reaction as he sent this.
He went, "Sometimes, you feel like a little baby. My little baby."
And to illustrate the point, he pushed my head down to his chest level and hugged me tight.
Earlier that night, he hogged a bowl of steamboat soup and refused to let me drink it myself, preferring to feed me like an baby. He would feed me a sip, then use the spoon to wipe the reminder off my bottom lip, and repeat.
It was so adorable. Then earlier the same night, I was telling him I had a tummy-ache and he made this baby voice and said, "Aww poor baby, do you want the medication?" because I ache all the time and he'd have to fix me.
And when he mentioned he likes babying me, all the little instances came back and then I understood fully what he meant. And he continued going on about why he likes babying me then suddenly he was dead asleep. Real quick.
Woke up, hugged him goodbye and took a long ride home.
Look at the view.
I could write poems about this view.
I think I am a very lucky girl. None of my friends would have ever tagged me as the friend who gets married first. But with Gabriel and his rock solid CPF funds (amongst other things), I could actually see a life that direction.
In fact when we spoke about it, he solemnly agreed that his CPF will far exceed the average man, and that as a civil servant he gets priority for a BTO too. And I mused aloud that I should marry him solely for that. Amongst other things such as love sexy magic etc. And he gave me The Look.
Thank you, whoever sent him to me.
Thank you for the most amazing man I've ever had the chance to date.
Thank you for my 2nd chance at redemption.
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