Sunday, November 18, 2007
I'm new at relationships, having just been newly attached (when they give this slang, attached, they really do mean it. i've been like spending time with jy days on end, since dunno-when.) a few months ago.
but sometimes, i wonder if i deserve this all, how easily you let me off, after having yet again, spoilt a perfectly happy date, with my ridiculous senseless tantrums. and at times, i let my imagination run a bit wilder, and picture the day you get sick of it all, and just take off.
you don't know how afraid i am, of losing you.
but ironically enough, i'm dumping all this shit on you, and making you deal with so much uncalled for strain in our relationship. it's almost like i didnt care enough to make this work, but in fact, it's BECAUSE i care so much.
after every argument, i make the same vow over and over again - to just have that slightest bit of restrain against my whim to don my black face. but crap always have to happen, and i have broken my vow once too often already.
enough of how disappointing i am as a girlfriend, it's all really to say, how wonderful and how undeserving i am of all that care, concern and love you shower on me.
i swear, you're too good to be true.
but sometimes, i wonder if i deserve this all, how easily you let me off, after having yet again, spoilt a perfectly happy date, with my ridiculous senseless tantrums. and at times, i let my imagination run a bit wilder, and picture the day you get sick of it all, and just take off.
you don't know how afraid i am, of losing you.
but ironically enough, i'm dumping all this shit on you, and making you deal with so much uncalled for strain in our relationship. it's almost like i didnt care enough to make this work, but in fact, it's BECAUSE i care so much.
after every argument, i make the same vow over and over again - to just have that slightest bit of restrain against my whim to don my black face. but crap always have to happen, and i have broken my vow once too often already.
enough of how disappointing i am as a girlfriend, it's all really to say, how wonderful and how undeserving i am of all that care, concern and love you shower on me.
i swear, you're too good to be true.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 2:03 PM.
Monday, November 05, 2007
Been like ultra hooked on playing with JumpingClay these few days. (what? exams? nope, never heard of that word before, sorry.)
Me and his creations, a kinda ugly bear and a errr, hotdog set meal respectively. It was really funny how the whole clay-making process went.
Me and his creations, a kinda ugly bear and a errr, hotdog set meal respectively. It was really funny how the whole clay-making process went.
"i make you a bear!" with enthusiasm at first.
after a few kneads, "err, maybe i make you a ball instead?"
"okay! i'm making you a pile of shit anyway!"
Both holding lumps of clay resembling well, shit. hahaha.
But of course, the next few attempts were muchhh better.
We both went home reallllyy early for once today, ("i'm actually walking home in broad daylight," he said. and that was totally true, he hasnt been going home when it was still daylight, for like, ever since we got together.) and so my itchy fingers had to start meddling with those little cans of clay. you don't know how much fun it is to roll and squeeze two balls of colours and watch them gradually mesh into one totally different, solid colour. awesome.
The whole figurine is actually the size of my thumb.
awww i love the tiny weeny biscuits. and there are little prints on the blue pillow, if you look really closely. Jumping clay was a really wise choice, dear. ;)
and dear, keep popping surprises like this for me! i'll be checking how heavy my bag is, from time to time. HEE. :D just kidding lar, this one surprise gift is enough to keep me happy for quite some time. and of course, there's always JumpingClay! -happppy!
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 9:32 PM.
