That's what I'm reduced these days when I think of J..
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hee :)
I'm so happy!! I have no idea how to explain it. Despite the piling workload, I feel happy to have him in my life. Although there is no more calls of sweet goodnights or messages... but just a minimum of one call & one message everyday is enough to make me happy..I don't mind waiting for him after work just to go home together with him. I don't mind driving him here and there, if it just means spending a little more time with him talking and stealing kisses before he goes off. Not very strong-woman-sounding confession amidst a whole lotta publicity on International Women's Day, and I probably sound like a simpering female. Heck. HAHAH. I can be his 'small woman' (- chinese translated) while I go out and conquer the world in the meantime. HOHOHOHOHO *cue victorious laughter*
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And furthermore, we are heading to Taiwan end month!!!! Our very first independent overseas trip. The place where we have always wanted to go together ever since we started dating... like frigging 8 years ago. wheeee~~~~~
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haha... crazy me.
I'm like planning what to wear.
Planning how much to spend.
Planning what I'm spending on.
Planning where to go.
Hope all goes well.
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Aside from that.. I feel so fan jian sometimes. I actually do have some self-realization that I do like to have the attention from the opposite sex.. (which girl don't), and have the big ego thing whereby daydreaming whether the guy will like me. But I also came to another conclusion at the same time.. although there may be such daydreams, but reality-wise, I rather stick to my guy. Not easy finding one who loves me just the way I am. No matter how many stretch marks I have on my fat butt, no matter how sloppy I am, no matter how dumb I may be.. he'll love me the same.
And that is faith. Faith that we'll travel the road of life together, smooth or bumpy.
And there is effort. Effort to make our relationship stronger, passion to burn ever brighter.
Happiness. I found you. :)
