Started the day with him late and me walking around picking up little things for him, from cakes to cigarettes. I think I will never figure out which is the one he smokes. I've bought it twice and twice I got it wrong. Oh well!
Met him in my maxi dress and his first reaction was, "oh baby you look pregnant" and proceeded to be in a scruffy mood. I was feeling pretty attacked and he got it so he soothed me with a book from Michael Faudet, better known for being the better half of occasional poet Lang Leav.
It was something I realized only when I read the foreword, but it's pretty apt. I was torn between Lang Leav's Lullabies, which looks to be a better read than Love and Misadventure, when I saw Dirty Pretty Things and picked it up.
Then the impatient boyfriend grabbed it and went to pay so neh my choice was made for me.
Since he was still bothered by my pregnancy look, he decided to bring me shopping and eventually, selected a killer slouch-meets-sex outfit that I wanted to try for a while now. And now I have it courtesy of him!
What a mighty wonderful feeling to open my bag and realize that half the things inside are bought by him. Possessions tinged with his touch and a shared, warm memory. The things that'll keep my spirits high when he goes on long sails.
Walked around waiting for the Singapore Night Festival to open and ended up back at Swee Lee Music, where he promptly had his orgasm with his Fender merchandise while I fawned over trumpets.
I wonder if I can still play. Once in a while I go up and down the scale with my fingers dancing in mid-air, a practice drummed into me from years of sectionals and rehearsals. But I think my lips have forgotten it all.
He bought his nonsense and we walked to Singapore Art Museum!
Told him I wanted to recreate photos from our first visit.
The first time we came, he was trying to impress me. I was walking past a visual-touch exhibit thinking it was ordinary. He called me back and asked me to stroke a block, and only then did I realize that the ridges on the 3D-form was to bring to life a picture in a blind man's eye.
A hundred dates later, we are here again, but only because he wanted a stopover for his stomachache. What a funny circle we have come back to.
I was looking for more books by Math Paper Press when I saw him suddenly standing still, transfixed watching a little girl playing. Her dad eventually led her out of the shop, and he came over. He held my hand and told me he wants a little baby. And that he can't wait to buy her things and pamper her.
And I have never felt more thankful that I chose him.
I also think that with his dad-bod came a nice wave of dad-ly sentiments. Silver linings!
We were in time for the festival market!
We bought Soi55's thai ice milk tea, again!
The first time we went to an event like this, it was Le Gluttony at The Grandstand. I've been a fan of Le Gluttony's events for a while now, mainly because I love live music and overpriced local drinks and so he gets dragged along.
Today was no exception! The SMU campus festival was headed by Le Gluttony too, so we pretty much saw the same vendors. In fact, aside from the food and accessories, I think the only new addition is the photo booth.
I love it!
It was a happy coincidence that they have sailor hat props!
He tried to make me wear his but I wanted to be a captain and so he settled for being my first mate. And my best mate. And my soul mate. And my lifetime mate, not sure if there's such a term. I am the cheesiest girlfriend in the world.
Also the rest of the people who took photos with the hats are posers my boyfriend is an authentic sailor AUTHENTIC he probably can sail me to the Pacific and back. We (him, me, tomayto tomahto) are the true deserving of the hats.
Visibly tired out by the walking and waiting.
We wanted to wait for a performance but they came late so we left.
Baby had a family gathering and I went along, eventually leaving there only at 11.30pm. We reached home and I nagged at him to like the Facebook photos I tagged him in and he gravely acknowledged me and walked off to smoke.
Then five minutes later, he bounces back into the room and excitedly told me his epiphany.
"You know, you know baby, I discovered something! I am now capable of loving you physically, emotionally and er. What's the term? Er.. psychologically?"
"Spiritually?"
"Yes spiritually! But I found another new way of loving you! DIGITALLY!"
And he looked so pleased with himself and he laughed at his own smartness and then he bounced out the room to have another epiphany or discover an island, God only knows. So I casually went to check for his digital love.
Still nothing.
The walking embodiment of forgetful. Goes onto his Facebook app, suddenly thinks of his witty epiphany, forgets what his original task was, excitedly rushes to me to share his epiphany, then proceeds to NOT DO AS HIS EPIPHANY SAYS ohhhhh so forgetful its lovable.
He was trying to work on the puzzle and watch Breaking Bad but I kept whining for his attention so in the end, he gave in and we cuddled and had our two minute talk, but a special edition: childhood memories!
I asked him to tell me something that no other living soul knows.
And he shared the most lovely memory of him at all of four years old. And then another of him when he was twelve. And my memory is material for comedians but I shall hold these two memories close to my heart forever!
Also I told him I had a stomachache and he started rubbing his palms with a medicated oil and warming my tummy with every pat. I told him he makes me feel like a little baby and he smiled this wonderful smile and replied, "well you ARE my baby" and let me keep this memory. Let me keep this always.
Irrelevant but auto correct almost made it "mutated oil". My phone needs to chill out.
Woke up to him late and rushy and grumpy. But then I whined.
He has this immortal patience about him. Every single time I whine, he would stop whatever it is he's doing and come over to pat my head and ask what's wrong. And if I ignore him, he would hug me till I melt into his arms.
And today was no less different, except that I now have to remember his warmth for a week because he's off to a week-long sail while I'm off to my KL headquarter meeting and team bonding. How am I gonna get by :(
Woke up to him late and rushy and grumpy. But then I whined.
He has this immortal patience about him. Every single time I whine, he would stop whatever it is he's doing and come over to pat my head and ask what's wrong. And if I ignore him, he would hug me till I melt into his arms.
And today was no less different, except that I now have to remember his warmth for a week because he's off to a week-long sail while I'm off to my KL headquarter meeting and team bonding. How am I gonna get by :(
He sneaked the photo strip and showed me that he brought it along to kiss me when he misses me. I asked if he brought my childhood cloth too and he proudly took a photo of it against his lap! I am now and forever in safe hands.
Left with him making me promise to send him a photo before he sails.
I think I'm in a nice place in my life right now.
Work is panning out brilliantly, love life is high and low but I wouldn't have it any other way with anyone else, and family is looking up, especially with me back on the income providing board again. Better days are ahead.
Left with him making me promise to send him a photo before he sails.
I think I'm in a nice place in my life right now.
Work is panning out brilliantly, love life is high and low but I wouldn't have it any other way with anyone else, and family is looking up, especially with me back on the income providing board again. Better days are ahead.
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