more to come

its almost 40 odd days to the day we reunite, the days seems long and ardous, but a dosage of voice and squeals brings my world to pace again.

the beginning was never easy, infact i was turn down flat on the face, rejection was a big blow to me, but i never took it to hard, i didnt have any plans initially. i was sorta building on smthing that i found potentially beautiful. haha... nevertheless, i can still rem the expression on her face and the phone call that followed shortly after that look.

took me a couple of days to accept the facts, took things as a matter-of-factly and proceed with my life, trying much nt to associate and communicate with her. haha, but things are weird, sometimes when u want something badly, it would jus repel from u, similarly when u dun yearn for something, it certainly seems to be following ur heart. i gt more n more indication that things eventually turn out rite and positive, even tho her words say no.. her action somehow spoke otherwise. then, my blackhole was very apparent. i accepted that, i see him as a friendly foe, nt enemy or wat.. infact seeing her out for supper with blackhole sometimes just dampen my mood, but that was freedom and i respect that.

things grew positive, unexpectedly. chatting on the fone, daily dosage of sms seems to be an habitual thing.. and often end off with smiles & grins. many externalities were in the picture too, consciously or subconsciously hitting on her, but she blatantly neglect their pursuit and reinterate her stand once again to me. by then, i was pretty sure nothing could blossom for that period, and i didnt try to make things special.. and i did if wat i feel i should, not out to impress, but more of caring. many a times, she reminded me nt to be exceptionally nice to her, i told her i wasnt, that was just me being me, seriously no ulterior motive.

undercovering was fun. that was the thrill we were living in that period. everything was under wraps. the flirting, the outright profession, lovey dovey sms, and love notes was part & parcel every nite, i mean morn, from 3am - 7am.. the late nite campings in her room was fun, never physical, more of verbal interaction, horsing ard and practically luffing at ea other's company. wkends were fun too, i enjoyed the late night chats tremendously, more so when she mentioned she has never chat with pple on the fone for a loong loong time. means im special, somehow.

the nite cycling was the nite that everything changed. the day before i was suggesting to her to tag along with me as a lorry driver. so that we can spend some time horsing ard. i didnt expect her to take it seriously, but she did. she came on my lorry, ha, i was super happy, but of coz i didnt show it la, it was a gd ride, with occassional dares and forfeits of strawberry margaritas, hugs and kisses, ya and of coz, those tickles. unforgettable.

day after nite cycling was when everything formalised. a simple gesture of hand over knee was all it needs. i was in heaven, cos i noe i caught an angel. i know the remaining 2 mths was gonna be sweet, but the departure would be bitter, but i assured, she assured and both of us were assured and it was never the same again. we spend countless nites watching movie, studying, suppering, gossiping, sharing hall experiences, it was totally enjoyable... the positive trait is that she listens, and listens with her heart. and always put others before her. oh, n her neatness is scary, but i muz really commend those organization skills. i tot i was good, but she's better n is definitely more organized than me. i say with her ard, we complement ea other, over the months it proved to be true. so so so true.

the day after nite cycling was actually 5 mar. so 5th to us is somehow a undeclared special day. so thousand of miles apart, with 12hrs varying apart, i decide to post this entry at the middle of 5&6th, so it will be 5th on her side. happy anniversary. maybe it means nothing much, but i feel its an indication of how strong & passionate can this relationship be. i am very sorry im tied down by work, not to be able to talk freely as i would to, jus endure abit more, things wld revert back to normal in 40+ days soon.

im so glad we took the plunge together.

"you're my inspiration" - Chicago

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she beat me to it, she send a exquisite choc banana cake, hand delivered to my house.

seriously. you're the bomb. i cant wait to get my hands on u.