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:: Thursday, June 15, 2006 ::
D.. I know you'd be utterly mad at me for blogging early in the morning, and I know you'd be nagging non-stop when you check the blog & see that I have posted an entry when you actually told me to go to sleep. But but but.. I can't sleep. Honestly! So please spare me from your vicious bitings.. Pweetty pwease?
Hokay here goes.. Updates everyone! I followed D to somewhere nearby where D got himself a pair of black shoes - to play takraw! Heehee.. So cute lah my D. So the semangat kekentalan one! Actually, he doesn't want me to see him play until he have mastered but I just can't resist sitting there on the hard bench & watch the entire game. Heehee!
Try to spot him lah..
It was fun, I tell you.. Any team which loses a round, will have to be "punished" by doing stupid stunts like duck walking, jumping jacks & ketuk ketampi. D's team survived the first few rounds.. But failed at the very last one. As punishment, they have to swing on the playground's handle bars. Krekrke! D looked totally like a mon***. Lol!
D's ankles got bruised, not badly though.. But it pains me so I ran up home, grabbed some tissue papers & a bottle of medicating oil, rush back down & massaged his leg. And all the while, D's friends teased him of being too pampered. Heehee! Da memang per.. =)
After the game, the lot of us set off to Seletar Dam. Someone then came up with a suggestion to go to the West Coast Park to try out obstacles again. Cool! D parked his car properly, then off we went on the lorry.
We climbed, we slid, we basically do things a monkey would. Hehe! But it was fun, very fun indeed..
D struggling to get to the highest point of the series of ropes. I was already there first. Yeehaa!
He managed to level up with me!
Oops.. Wan was higher!
Look at the bummers down below.. Hrmph!
Top of the world!
D managed to cross one very difficult obstacle after a few tries (applause!), whilst I only managed to get across to the 3rd rope. Good improvement! Hehe!
By the time everyone was done with climbing & sorts, we were all very sweaty & sticky. But I still managed to steal pecks on D's cheeks. Because I know.. Love is not blind, it sees but it doesn't mind.
Well.. The day ended quite nicely. Though in the middle of it, something cropped up between the two of us which sent us both in an awkward silence & in no-talking terms for a moment.
So D, just to prove to you how much I treasure & love you, I'm going to publicize this:
I'm sorry, deeply sorry for indirectly hurting your feelings. It was purely unintentional. I never meant to do you wrong. Please believe me when I say, I want & need no one but you. You're a very special person to me and you've become a part of my life so I badly hope you won't ever leave me out of your feelings. If I did anything wrong, please spit it out, not keep it in your pockets the way you always do.
See, just now when I pressured you into telling me what went wrong, and you let it all out, we've both come to an understanding. No more cold shoulders & awkward silences right? See just how being honest plays a part? And now, I'm going to prove to you that I can certainly change my ways. No more of my nonsense, okay? I promise.. I won't in any way try to hurt you. And I will, by all means, keep my hands to myself.
Oh God knows just how much I'm in love with you.
But, in any way, you look cute in your jealous mode. I'd love to see more of that but on other thoughts, nevermind. Heehee! And D, being jealous is not being overprotective, okay? It just goes to show how much you care, and I appreciate that. So be jealous more often, alright? Lol!
And oh yeah.. I kinda despise you a little too. Because now, my Mama's got your back. You've turned a mother against her own daughter. I'll kill you soon. Hrmph!
If you readers, ladies especially, have no clue as to what I'm trying to say, ask yourself this: Have your own, biological, carried-you-in-her-womb-for-nine-months mother actually tell you to take care of your guy? Isn't it supposedly the other way round? Hmm.. But in any case, mine has. So, just cross your fingers & hope yours won't.
Oh.. The world is indeed reaching Doomsday.
@ 5:45 AM
