I love my bedroom.

Blessed.

To have met you. To have been your friend. To have talked to you endlessly about many things. To have shared so much with you. To have the absolute freedom to be myself around you. To have absolute trust in you. To be angry at you. To get upset over something you’ve done. To reconcile with you. To apologize to you. To hear an apology from you. To forgive you, and be forgiven by you. To hold you, and have you hold me. To care for you, and have you care for me. To worry about you, and have you worry about me. To know that no matter how far we’ve come, or how far we’re going, the best thing about forever is today, every day, spent with you. 

Thank you. 
I love you.

But of course, Valentine’s Day is overrated. Roses, chocolates, cards. Who needs em anyway. No use giving something that’ll die, or get eaten, or get thrown away eventually. Love endures all =] And every day’s a perfect opportunity to give it away.  Who needs one stupid day when I have every day of ze year =] 

 

Shit. homework’s not done. 

Christmas cheer.

This Christmas is definitely the best christmas I’ve had. Had zucky-boy over for gift exchange and dinner (his first) with the peoples. Everyone got awesome presents, and I got awesome presents! Cool bags, cool ningnongs, but the bestest is obvious *cough*WOLVERINE*cough*, you know. Thank you for spending the day with me/us, and thank you for helping out too. I love you =] (there I’ve said it fearlessly) I’m trying not to be so shy-shy, so people please pardon the minimum awkwardness with maximum effort. 

I finally plucked up the _______ (whatever compelled me) to pick up my jogging shoes and head downstairs. I ran to the track (about half a round) and ran 2 and a half rounds, so that would make it almost 3 rounds, right? (about 1.2km) Not bad for a pneumonia survivor/recoverer. You know, you hear about all these freak incidents when people with colds jog and collapse and die? Yeah, 3 rounds can’t be that bad, huh. 

And tomorrow’s going to be a funny day, because I’m leaving my house in the morning, but ultimately I’ll be at a party in the evening. So, how do I dress without changing clothes during the day? Hmm, I wonder. I hope UberVoonderKool is gonna be a success, though.

Lepak siol.

Braddell. Macdonald’s brunch. JW’s secret lair. Stoning. His imba esp. Really cool ningnongs. Really cool house. Really cute photos. Cool paintings. Gears of war. Sup bitches. BK mexican wings. Fifa. China vs. Netherlands. More lepaking with the esp. Stoning. Painting. Drawing. Super fun time =D

And you, my love. Thank you for just now. If you think you’re the luckiest guy in the universe, I’m the luckiest girl to love the luckiest guy love me back. Thank you for your concern with the annoying ‘catholic minority’, but it doesn’t matter what other people say, or what other people think. Not everyone has felt what I feel when I’m with you, and I thank you for standing by me through this. “I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)” I love you, baby =]