MUSHY MUSHY POST. 
because today was a quarrel/tension-free day of bliss with so much laughter and lovers' bickering. (you know those kind you just keep chattering non-stop and finding little stuffs to pinch and hit each other over, but all the time your eyes are glittering with much love. wahahah) 
and because tomorrow will be our fifteenth month together. :) 
so here goes (hold your puke).
I see the scribbling and tiny drawings you draw on my lecture notes and I can't help but smile. They are sometimes of gross nature (about flicking gold from nose or chocolate cake from errr.) but a few are with cute little hearts you awkwardly draw and exclamations of loveyous! :)
I get really excited when we walk towards really high escalators because I really treasure those few seconds when I can put my arms around your neck and rest my head on your shoulders, breathing in the scent of your shampoo.
I like not needing to see and still manage to slot my fingers perfectly between yours.
I really like moments like today, when we laugh about everything (and not giving a damn about those papers tomorrow, and the next day or whatever) and anything.
I love it when you pretend to scoot off to the toilet and return with a bag of sweets or some other surprise. :) (although i know my he'sgoingtosurpriseme-radar is too damn strong for my own good. :( )
I like you patting my head and making my hair all messy, then trying to awkwardly comb it into place.
I've never been more comfortable anywhere but curling up in your lap while you dig/tickle my ears with a cottonbud. (why does it sound so yucky and not sweet, hahha.)
i feel awfully protected when i squat in front of the petshop staring at the poodles and you hug me from behind, with your arms enveloping me.
AND ANDD, i really want to eat the peanutbutter m&ms you surprised me with today, but I promised myself I'll share it with you during our movie tomorrow. :)) haha. I AM SO GENEROUS LAR. (although I secretly hope you'll be too busy chomping on popcorn)
OKAY END MUSH. 
(you can puke now.)
(ohmygod i just spent like an hour on flickr looking for photos i could upload here, SHIT. my notes are UNTOUCHED. okay this entry shall go picture-free.)
           
           can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 11:42 PM.