finally...done everything on my project oredi...kip saying dat im done...but i lyke 2 kip editing my werk...4 e gud wat...im a perfectionist & u
CANNOT change e fact...haha...
i lyke 2 be perfect in everything i do..b it my career, my family,love life...everything dat has got 2 do wit me & my life...sumtymes i noe dat sum things are imposible...but i'll try my best 2 improve...
mayb i cannot change e fact but we can improve our lives..hahahaha...im preaching now...how about dat...dread reading my blog...?
ok...we move on 2 e topic of e dae & 4 weekends...wat i did during dat period of tyme...my grandpa was out from e hospital oredi...felt glad 4 him 2 b back hme 2 my aunt's hse...reali grateful 2 my aunt 4 taking care of him...
went jogin on sat...as usual...5km jog around bedok reservoir park...haha...im preparing 4 cross country...lyke real....
didnt go out cuz "abdullah" went over 2 his uncle's hse 4 a gathering...so i spend my saturdae alone...poor me...enuf about my boring plus half dead dae...e onli thing dat perks me up is wen goin jogin...
was sleepin at 5pm...den suddenly i remember 2 go jogin...so wake up & enthu 4 a jog...as joyce along but she has 2 do ppt instead...nevermind...i told u...my bored dae...
sundae...uhuh...sumtink 2 look 4ward...goin out wit my guy...wat a dae...wat a dae...wat a dae...got wat i mean...?
met on bus 87 2 go 2 e interchange...went 2 buy his facial stuffs 4 e army...tryin 2 find e best facial stuffs in bedok...
he & his tired face...cuz we chatted till 4am...he slept 4 only 5 hours...well...me sleep for about 6 hours...big difference huh..?
ok...went 2 bugis 2 look around...did not plan 2 eat cuz ate at home oredi...im on diet remember..? ok...took bus no 7 there...he snores in e bus again...im wit him but im alone...got it...cuz he snores...im left alone from bedok all e wae 2 bugis...
wake him up wen reachin bugis...he & his tired face...ok...he said lets go plaza singapura den..i agreed...reached PS oredi...both walkin lyke dead corpse...i was a bit bothered...
decided 2 ask him....i was lyke..
"wats wrong wit you honey...?"he was lyke...
"wat do u tink...? i slept late ok..."got it...it was my fault for chatting wit him till 4...ok...my fault...i dun deny...but i have 2 argue dat both are willing party...
both are like totally strangers now...i dun talk...so does he...i suggest 2 go esplanade den...i rather sit down den walking around like a half dead idiot...
went 2 toilet a while...my tears dropped...sad dat dis is e outcum of an outing...since he has 2 book in into camp on mondae...i was damn sad...but i kept cool wen cumin out from e toilet...
ok...he didnt notice it...we walked 2 e bus stop 2 take bus 2 esplanade...den again...i asked...
"are u alryte now...? are u still feeling sleepy...? are we goin 2 b lyke dis 4 e whole dae...?"he replied...
"dat depends...my face is black now..."i got it...its my fault ok...got it...? i started 2 breakdown wen he said dat...i felt my dae was trashed...im hopeless...tears dropped again...
he realized it dis tyme...but did not do anitink...we went 2 dhoby ghaut mrt station 2 top up his ezlink...well...he craked sum jokes wen e $2 cash cannot be inserted into e machine...
ok...i smiled...wen we travel up e escalator,he hugged me at my hips...saying im sorry honey...me & my ego...yeah...i admit...he wasnt sincere i tink...i tink...
well...he's angry wit me...he's impatient cuz i rejected his apology...well...my fault again...his face is black again...
in e bus 2 esplanade,i told him....
"cud u not be angry animore...? dis isnt goin 2 end ryte...?"he was lyke...
"i cannot stop being angry cuz if i stopped means im not sincere..."got it readers...? he was hinting at me...cuz i said dat he's not sincere in apologizing...well den...we have reached esplanade...wen in e bus,we did tok but he never raised his voice...
things started 2 get better at esplanade...cus i plucked 4 his his little hairs on e chin...he began 2 place his hands on my lap...;-)...
he hugged me & kissed my forehead...i replied by giving him peck on his cheeks & lips...thing were back 2 normal...im happy...im happy dat e dae doesnt goes 2 waste...tho half of it was crappy wit out argue...
ok...i love him very much...very much indeed...we den sit on e sofa at esplanade & played who wants 2 b a millionaire...craps ryte...well...dis is wat he label himself as...
"A MAN FULL OF CRAPS......"dats all..niwae,i lurve him very much u noe...wit all my heart & soul,i give my love 2 have & hold..................