Tuesday, July 29, 2008

LOVE, SICK

16 days of anticipation really paid off. Went to the interchange witha heart-shaped tin of no-nut Famous Amos cookies, where I met Inez (who was of course waiting for her darling James la). So excited to see him, but because of some stupid military police rule thing, dar dar was not allowed to be seen holding hands, or hugging or doing mildly intimate stuff with hisa girlfriend. So we had to walk to the other side of Pasir Ris, where his parents and his cute little ah-ma was waiting for us! Only there and then could he hold my hand. Then it was dinner with his family. Headed to this pretty quaint western restaurant in Farmart. Pretty awesome food, but the pungent smell of animal dung? was apphauling. After dinner, it was just a nice gathering at his place and talking nonsense about his BMT.

If you're thinking we went out on a romantic date on the 2nd day, you are terribly wrong. Well, we were supposed to go watch The Dark Knight, but dar dar had a terrible fever and wasn't feeling too good man. Just slept at his place until the evening, where we headed out for dinner with his family again, but this time...with his AH GONG AND AUNTY AND HER FAMILY TOO! Walao damn scary ok. But the food was shiok can, at this kampong-ish place in Sembeawang, what with the chilli crab and roast chicken and hot plate tofu.

And the last day before he goes into camp, what did we do? Yes, sleep in again. Haha. His hobby what. Damn sad to see him pack and dress up in his No.4. Suddenly I had this frown on my face, cause he had to book in at 8.50pm, and it was already 6.20pm. SADDED. Reached Pasir Ris, where we met Inez and James again. Haha James you are chubby. And somehow Inez is gettiing WHITER. Must be the contrast against James la. Anyhoww, dar dar's coming out this Saturday afternoon! Cannot wait to smeel him again, even if it means smelly uniforms and super heated skin from the sun.
whee.

Oh yuh and I'm terribly sick. From yesterday.
Fever of 38degrees with a pounding headace and aching soar throat/cough.
But I just got my paycheque so fuck it.
I'm awesomely happy now.
Yes,call me a money-grabbing bitch ya'll.

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