so the bf n i celebrated our 8th mth by making a trip down to west coast park. it was like walking down memory lane since it was the very same place that brought us closer together when he was still living in west bay condo (e.g. our supposedly secretly training which was like meeting up TWICE in total to run, and our many suppers at west coast macs)
walked round the park yakking away (actually i was doing most of the talking, or as usual, bitching/complaining about everybody and everything under the sun). to digress, i do believe opposite attracts. ok maybe not so much of the attracting factor, but as oxymoronic as it may sound, i feel opposite complements. i'm glad the bf is more of a listener and a milder person than i am who chooses to believes in the good of pple (which i think i blogged abt it several entries ok). he doesn't fight with me for talking/bitching space and he keeps me sane by reminding me nobody's perfect. a.k.a stop complaining about the stupidity of others.
of cos there are times he agrees with me, or maybe he does so just to shut me up. WAHAhahaha.
ok so back to our walk. we played some silly games, grabbed a drink at macs and headed back home. and so the routine whenever he sends me back is that he'll unlock my gate, lets me in, and lock it back for me while i wait for him to be done so that he can plant a smooch on my head/cheek/lips/whatever.
but tonight, there was a THIRD PARY.
an EVIL COCKROACH, lurking in the corner.
GROSS can??! so instead of my usual waiting spot, i stood as far away as i could and couldn't take my eyes off it while the bf was busy locking up my gate. i bet it's waiting to POUNCE on me lor.
me: do u think it's deaadddddd.
jeremy: of cossssss
and then the cockroach inched forward.
me: NO LOR I JUST SAW IT MOVED AN INCH!!!!
jeremy: don't u noe that cockroach moves an inch before it's finally dead?
......
righhhhhhhhhhhht. i hope he didn't think i would believe that load of crap.
anyway. to sum it up,
I WANNNA GO BANGKOKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!
ahaha yes damn out of point. but i REALLY WANNA GO!!!!!!!!
booohoooo.
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