I guarantee you I wasn't like this before. I could go for days without seeing my boyfriend and weeks without a happy time.
But with Gabriel, all I want to do is be around him all the time and hump his brains out. Or vice versa. It's vice versa more often because he's the strongest man I know. Is that too much information?
Anyway, I woke up earlier than him today and he made me promise to make breakfast so to do that, I skipped morning yoga for the first time in a week!
It felt so good dear Jesus thank you for giving me this lazy boyfriend and in turn giving me my solid-wife-material excuse to laze home with him. We even went the extra mile to to laze, getting out of the house just to get ice cream and huddling back home to escape from the sun.
Headed over to Lydia's birthday buffet after!
He jokingly said we shouldn't get married so soon because he'd have to start handing out angbaos. And in the overwhelming heat of moment, I agreed and said I'd like to postpone our engagement indefinitely. And he got seriously concerned and kept pacifying me.
In the middle of my beloved xiao long baos, he suddenly looked at me and my eyes color got caught in the light of the window, so he insisted on taking a photo to capture me like that. And my heart melted into a little puddle.
I really do have this sweetest man.
After that, my darling man decided he was full and agreed (grudgingly) to send me to my yoga studio! Yay this is what my boyfriend is for!
We were early so I told him I know a place with good air con and seats and he legit thought it was a cafe and laughed when I led him to the museum instead.
Isn't he the cutest thing!!!
No we are not classy museum goers we are just classy air con seekers.
Also he made me pout over something, I cannot remember. And because he upsetted me so much, I decided to stay in that face for five minutes. He endearingly went, "Aww why you pout so much?" and snapped a photo hehe:
Anyway, he left for home and me to Strala for Strong.
It was a fucking good session. I always knew I could do a crow so it wasn't a challenge. But it was transitioning from a crow to a tripod stand that was hard. I still can't do it without help. But at least I know how to practice for it now!
After this I impulsively went to shower despite having a hot yoga session minutes after this. And I paid for it right away because I realized I had no towel.
So yes I hopped like an idiot in the shower trying to get as much water off me as possible and God how did I survive to 22 even.
I miraculously managed to find a bus from Strala straight to One Wellness after my shower mishap so hey, LIFE IS A BALANCE OF FORTUNES.
I will split OR BE SPLIT ONE DAY.
I'm not kidding. If it takes me getting smite in half by lightning to just have a taste of a perfect side split, I'LL DO IT. No qualms about it at all. But anyway, hot yoga was fucking terrible because Strala's strong drained me well and so I was fucking glad baby met me to help me home.
I was in the sorest mood the entire night over my pained feet.
Towards the end of the night, I took off my shoes and threw them in the middle of the road and stormed off. And despite me doing that, he calmly picked up my shoes after me and met me at his door, where I was sitting on the ground crying, to hug me and tell me everything's gonna be okay.
And to cheer me up, he left me a new note on his bedpost.
P I M P
I am the luckiest girl alive.
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