It's funny to thing time and over again, how I'm attached to certain things in my life. Mostly they were things or "creatures" a.k.a humans or beings that makes me feel like crap but then again, they did gave me a sense of completion. I don't remember how many times we've talked about this on my blog. Mmmmm..Hmm.
Lately, life is good.
So good where everyday feels like a day in the sun picking up daffodils.
I am happy and contented for now with what's been going on lately.
*Love is shining brightly in Shah Alam.
*Gained new friends each day via blog, the never ending Facebook and through work place.
*Enemies turned into friends. (Funny how I quoted enemy in plural form, I hope the number of enemies I have are not more than my 10 small fingers.)
Yesterday was my off day from work. For the first time ever, I stayed home whole day watching my loved one playing his Medieval War game. He bought lunch consists of something I don't eat, but I ate a little out of love. But we had a nice simple dinner consists of best street burger I ever tasted in Shah Alam around midnight with my favourite bottle of Grapefruit Gatorade and him with his orange juice. It's either iced Milo, or orange juice for him everytime we go out for breakfast, lunch or dinner. I did asked why orange juice? He said, "Because I smoke, so I need the Vitamin C". Funny. If you know smoking is that hazardous dear, then stop smoking.
Why am I blogging this and trying to bore you readers with my soapy, sappy, lovey-dovey Monday?
Because this is the first time ever I felt happy, staying home doing house chores, watching my significant other playing his addictive war game and only went out to buy dinner. Usually, doesn't matter if I'm on holiday or not, ideal way to spend my time is walking aimlessly for movie or lunch or dinner and splurge money on RM15 parking fee.
Didn't know a day of resting in the house with your loved one could be something happy as well. Shall do it more often next time onwards.
So yesterday, I cleaned the kitchen, washed the toilet, cleaned the room. Starting to get annoyed with housemates that doesn't seem to care about hygiene or cleanliness of the house. I mean how could they cooked, and eat in a messed up kitchen. I got mad and wrote a note, although it sounds childish but I just wanted them to get the message that I am mad. They did behaved for half of the day before they started to annoy me at night when I tried to sleep.
Banging the house door in and out at 3am in the morning? When I was half asleep finding my way through dreamland. I got mad and woke up groggily, and asked my loved one to call my mobile phone. I didn't know why I did that, but listening to his voice did calm me down and put me back to sleep 10 minutes later.
Woke up today feeling sleepy. Currently at work, while I am blogging this. About to go buy lunch in a while, probably something light, although I am hungry. Dumb as it may sounds, I don't like eating alone. It is just pathetic.
Missing everyone back in KL loads, each and everyone of you.
Love you guys a lot and of course, always.
Sidenotes:
Yesterday my loved one wanted to put my number under his Friend Finder list, to check on me, to know know where I am or whether I am lying if I said I am at home. So he asked, "Whats your number?"
I was like, "Sheesh, you don't remember my number?"
Told him I do remember his, and he asked "Ok, what's my number then?"
"Err, 016- ****346"
"No, that's wrong, it's 436", he said.
I was like, "Whatever, at least I did get the first 3 numbers right."
Before he left the house he said, "Dear, I do remember your first 3 numbers too".
With that innocent look on his face, "It's 016".
Thank god, love conquers the madness I had at that moment, and decided just to smile at him.
This is what I call a Whimsical Love.
