8th month annicversary
our 8th month anniversary was yesterday.
mine and sam’s, i mean.
he actually came back for a while.
just to take the sleeping bag.
he could have just told me about it.
i could just send it to him.
guys, always troubling themselves.
anyway, he asked me out for a drink at night.
wow, didn’t see that one coming.
i was happily watching the dvds at that time.
he gave me a handphone strap of rice art.
it was pink and even the box was pink.
i’m not a fan of pink and i think he knows that too.
he just likes to see me and, pink, together. whatever.
it said ‘haya’ on one side and ‘hawaii <3′ on the other side.
he wanted to write ‘kawaii’ but that person was plain dumb.
he thought it read ‘hawaii’. that fella should go back to school.
anyway, so, yeah, that’s it.
it was a souvenir which i asked for when he went to bukit merah.
glad that his brain is functioning well and he remembers.
so, yeah, that’s it. end of the story, end of the day.
and he texted me this evening, whether i liked the gift.
yeah, i love the gift. i love whatever people gives me.
their gifts. who wouldn’t love to receive gifts, right?
so, here it is. he told me that he got it for our 8th month anniversary.
funny. amusing. surprised. and a bit touched.you know what?
he never got me anything for our past 7 months anniversary.
i think this was the first time he ever gave me something on one of our anniversaries.
so sam, thank you very much. thank you for your appreciation.
thank you for remembering. thank you for everything.
*sigh* i love you…
