My blog has been abandoned for a week. I went to Johor since Monday morning and had just gotten back on Thursday evening. I couldn't find the mood to blog about my Johor trip since I had already make a huge effort to arrange pictures which I obtained from three different types of cameras (my phone, brother's camera and Henry's phone). And during the arrangement, I suffered headache since the pictures were all randomly organized. Anyhow, I won't be blogging about my Johor trip because I let the pictures do the talking. Do go to my Facebook and view the album entitled, "Johor Trip".
Okay, now back to the main topic which I want to write for this post: I'm no longer single and available already because I'm owned by Ken Wong since 09.03.13. I know some (or most) of you might think that I am just using him to get over my past, and also to cure my heartache, but honestly speaking, they are not even close to the truth. When I first know him, I have no idea that we will turn out like this.
It started with "Shake" in WeChat, he added me and we just had a brief conversation. He asked about my age, told me he was 30 and then he replied with a song, "Alone" by CN Blue. Few short replies later, he went out already and that was the end of our conversation. Or so I thought. The next day, we were playing "Shake" again in WeChat and came up again in each other's result. I ignored him and planned to shake again when he sent me a message. We started chatting again and he asked for my Facebook, stalked some of my pictures and then suddenly asked me out to accompany him for food tasting so he can do a survey at Snow Fusion.
We met up on the next day, in the afternoon after I met up with Yashni in the morning. It was a pity that she couldn't make it to school since she was still sick and I even had the slightest mood of not wanting to go out already. Yet, I disliked breaking promises so I went out in the afternoon. It turned out that I arrived five minutes earlier and waited for him in my car until he went into the restaurant. And there I was, standing at the corner, feeling awkward because I couldn't see him in the restaurant when I walked in. I couldn't really recognize him from his pictures >.< Then he called my number, I turned around and saw him. He was sitting at the corner of the restaurant. It would be a wonder if I saw him when I first walked in.
At first, we were very shy and awkward, browsing through the menu and just had brief conversation. I tried to check-in via Facebook but failed for several times. We started with little chit chat and then the conversation just diverted to everything. I lost track of what we chatted because we just talked about anything which came into our minds. That was a WOW because I had never been this comfortable with a newly met friend, especially guy, to actually chat like an old friend. It felt like I had known him for years. and our thoughts range were almost the same. Time passed so fast and we didn't even realized we had sat there and chatted for 2.5 hours. He invited for second round, watching "Jack The Giant Slayer" because I complained that I was supposed to watch this movie but someone couldn't go. When I got into his car after he followed me home so I could leave my car at home, I sort of have butterflies in my tummy because his car was really small and tight. I turned my head slightly and he was like, very near. Near enough to make me feel nervous.
Few days continuously, I went out with him. I trusted him enough with my drinks when I went toilet during the time when we were at Lavish. There was this feeling, telling me that I can trust him, knowing that he wouldn't harm me. I was correct, except for the fact that I thought he was just treating me as a friend. Okay, maybe I just didn't want to think too far beyond friendship because sometimes it was really embarrassing when I found out if the guy I thought crushing on me had no feelings on me but just as friend only. Yet I found out that he really crushed on me on the third night we met, because he took the chance to hold my hand when we were walking towards his car during our half-sober state. When he confessed to me the next night, my brain went blank for quite a time. I did not expect that I'd accept him. Not only I had just turned single for three months, I had already getting myself involved in another relationship. 4 (Days) In Love.
This infatuation is really strong, stronger than all the feelings I had for other guys summed up together. And yet, it doesn't feel like we are just together for few days only. It seems like we knew each other for quite a long time, been together for quite some time too and it is shocking to see the love meter has just run for 10 days today. We'd text with each other in the morning, find each other through WeChat and Facebook inbox in the afternoon and hang out at night. Our conversation never grow tired and it just flow continuously on and on. And the next day after he confessed to me, he told me he was sorry to lie about his age because he thought we just chatted for once and just leave it, who knew that we would turn out like this. He is turning 32 this year, which makes him the same age as sister, but younger than her for a month and ten days. Hahaha~
I left to Johor for few days and he was there, counting down the times we did not meet each other and finally told me that the 114 hours had been very suffering. During the time when I was not in Ipoh, he actually went to search for 3D Stitch cover for my phone but there was no 3D phone cover available for Samsung Galaxy S Advance. In the end, he bought a Stitch earplug for me. That's really sweet of him. On 14th March, approximately few minutes after 1200, he tagged me two songs and wished me Happy White Day. Actually girls would only do those kind of things, not guys, so it is quite surprising to see him wishing me. I know every month is Valentines' Day but I gave up wanting to acknowledge it since long time ago. When I was at the bus station, I told Henry to turn on his phone's wifi and surfed the Internet for awhile. He posted something and tagged me, which touched my heart a lot because nobody did that for me before. It was a portrait of me drawn by him.
During the journey back to Ipoh, I was texting with him and I didn't received any reply from him due to DiGi's problem. He thought I was angry at him because the text he sent me was telling me that he was chatting with a girl in Facebook. LOL. When he called me to ask when I'll be arriving since he'd be fetching me, I told him that I'd be arriving around 1800, only to realize that we had just reached the toll ten minutes later. He called again and was asking about the place I'd get down but he was so blur until I was laughing so hard in the bus, earning "WTF" stares from the rest of the passengers.
When getting into his car, he told me to type in a series of numbers. I was very blur and just listened to him, key-ing in the numbers and he told me to hit sent. It was top up money because I told him that my phone left 5 cents. He laughed at me, saying that I was pretending because "*123*" followed by sixteen numbers at the back were supposed to be reload number. It had been quite a time since I topped up by myself because normally, I just went to the DiGi store and they were the ones helping me to top up. And having headache the whole day did not help the matter either, since I was quite emo the night before and even cried.
I thought I'd just let him meet me for a while and we were sitting in his car, chatting, and he complained that it felt weird and wanted to pull me out for a drink. In the end, he brought me to Aeon because he said he wanted to buy something before fetching me but I arrived too early. It turned out that he planned to buy chocolate for me for the sake of White Day. He wanted to buy Ferrero Rocher but I overruled him by telling him to buy Dark Chocolate for me. Then, we had dinner at Old Town White Coffee before he sent me home.
The next day, we went to Kinta Riverfront, but we didn't have drinks at The Sands Bistro and Cafe because the places were full since it was Friday night. We ended up sitting somewhere quiet, but still can listen to songs broadcast from the cafe. I enjoyed the moment when he hugged me from the back, his heart beating super fast as if it might just jumped out from his chest and start running away, and the way he whispered "baby" nonstop at my ear.
Saturday morning, I woke up and decided to surprise visit him at his working cafe since I knew where he worked the previous Sunday. He was so shocked, so surprised and so shy to see me. When he asked me what I would like to have for breakfast, I told him I'd like to try out his food and his face turned red. SO DAMN CUTE. And it was lucky that I got to eat the spaghetti because he seldom cook the sauce and not everyone had the privilege to eat it. Lucky. That afternoon, he invited me out for movie: Warm Bodies. He bought couple seats and we were laughing at the movie scenes, reminding us of our stories. Falling in love. Crushing. Dating. You fall, I fall. Being together. After the movie, we walked around, and even took pictures together. And the movie title sounded like porn, thanks to Eberwein, who told me not to watch porn and asked for movie name. After telling her, I felt the title sounded way beyond weird.
Monday morning, I went to get my result. It was quite bad, especially my Mathematics and Chemistry. He was very worried that I might not be okay and wanted to call me but it was too noisy in school. I went to his stall to see him again, we played fingers under the table until the boss' son, who was responsible in making drinks, was eye-ing at us without blinking because he saw that we were being very, very sweet. He was supposed to come to my house when mother went out but he went out for "business" and came an hour later. The "business" he did was hunting a Stitch pillow for me. He was feeling so shy and wanted to cry, because he was walking all the way out from Aeon, holding the pillow and everyone was looking at him since it was very huge. When he got to my house, he told me to go to his car and see something. He unlocked the door and showed me that pillow. It was really, really surprising. Actually, I had intended to buy a small pillow but seriously not that big. Silly boy >.< Brother saw him when he came down for supper, Ivan bullied him by whacking his head with his puppy toy and he was getting awkward and shy so he ran off soon.
Some people use words to prove their love, while some use actions. I'm lucky to meet him, because he is not that good in words, but whatever he says are from the bottom of his heart, and his actions prove that he really treasure me a lot. He knows me for who I really am because I don't hide or shy away from my true personalities and attitudes, but he still decides to stay and love me. Thank you so much, Ken. I think God has finally answer your prayer about wanting to have a manly yet still a dependent-on-boyfriend type of girlfriend, and an upgraded level of funny, evil princess. And we can read each other's thought while finishing sentences for each other. Epic.
We met up on the next day, in the afternoon after I met up with Yashni in the morning. It was a pity that she couldn't make it to school since she was still sick and I even had the slightest mood of not wanting to go out already. Yet, I disliked breaking promises so I went out in the afternoon. It turned out that I arrived five minutes earlier and waited for him in my car until he went into the restaurant. And there I was, standing at the corner, feeling awkward because I couldn't see him in the restaurant when I walked in. I couldn't really recognize him from his pictures >.< Then he called my number, I turned around and saw him. He was sitting at the corner of the restaurant. It would be a wonder if I saw him when I first walked in.
At first, we were very shy and awkward, browsing through the menu and just had brief conversation. I tried to check-in via Facebook but failed for several times. We started with little chit chat and then the conversation just diverted to everything. I lost track of what we chatted because we just talked about anything which came into our minds. That was a WOW because I had never been this comfortable with a newly met friend, especially guy, to actually chat like an old friend. It felt like I had known him for years. and our thoughts range were almost the same. Time passed so fast and we didn't even realized we had sat there and chatted for 2.5 hours. He invited for second round, watching "Jack The Giant Slayer" because I complained that I was supposed to watch this movie but someone couldn't go. When I got into his car after he followed me home so I could leave my car at home, I sort of have butterflies in my tummy because his car was really small and tight. I turned my head slightly and he was like, very near. Near enough to make me feel nervous.
Few days continuously, I went out with him. I trusted him enough with my drinks when I went toilet during the time when we were at Lavish. There was this feeling, telling me that I can trust him, knowing that he wouldn't harm me. I was correct, except for the fact that I thought he was just treating me as a friend. Okay, maybe I just didn't want to think too far beyond friendship because sometimes it was really embarrassing when I found out if the guy I thought crushing on me had no feelings on me but just as friend only. Yet I found out that he really crushed on me on the third night we met, because he took the chance to hold my hand when we were walking towards his car during our half-sober state. When he confessed to me the next night, my brain went blank for quite a time. I did not expect that I'd accept him. Not only I had just turned single for three months, I had already getting myself involved in another relationship. 4 (Days) In Love.
This infatuation is really strong, stronger than all the feelings I had for other guys summed up together. And yet, it doesn't feel like we are just together for few days only. It seems like we knew each other for quite a long time, been together for quite some time too and it is shocking to see the love meter has just run for 10 days today. We'd text with each other in the morning, find each other through WeChat and Facebook inbox in the afternoon and hang out at night. Our conversation never grow tired and it just flow continuously on and on. And the next day after he confessed to me, he told me he was sorry to lie about his age because he thought we just chatted for once and just leave it, who knew that we would turn out like this. He is turning 32 this year, which makes him the same age as sister, but younger than her for a month and ten days. Hahaha~
I left to Johor for few days and he was there, counting down the times we did not meet each other and finally told me that the 114 hours had been very suffering. During the time when I was not in Ipoh, he actually went to search for 3D Stitch cover for my phone but there was no 3D phone cover available for Samsung Galaxy S Advance. In the end, he bought a Stitch earplug for me. That's really sweet of him. On 14th March, approximately few minutes after 1200, he tagged me two songs and wished me Happy White Day. Actually girls would only do those kind of things, not guys, so it is quite surprising to see him wishing me. I know every month is Valentines' Day but I gave up wanting to acknowledge it since long time ago. When I was at the bus station, I told Henry to turn on his phone's wifi and surfed the Internet for awhile. He posted something and tagged me, which touched my heart a lot because nobody did that for me before. It was a portrait of me drawn by him.
During the journey back to Ipoh, I was texting with him and I didn't received any reply from him due to DiGi's problem. He thought I was angry at him because the text he sent me was telling me that he was chatting with a girl in Facebook. LOL. When he called me to ask when I'll be arriving since he'd be fetching me, I told him that I'd be arriving around 1800, only to realize that we had just reached the toll ten minutes later. He called again and was asking about the place I'd get down but he was so blur until I was laughing so hard in the bus, earning "WTF" stares from the rest of the passengers.
When getting into his car, he told me to type in a series of numbers. I was very blur and just listened to him, key-ing in the numbers and he told me to hit sent. It was top up money because I told him that my phone left 5 cents. He laughed at me, saying that I was pretending because "*123*" followed by sixteen numbers at the back were supposed to be reload number. It had been quite a time since I topped up by myself because normally, I just went to the DiGi store and they were the ones helping me to top up. And having headache the whole day did not help the matter either, since I was quite emo the night before and even cried.
I thought I'd just let him meet me for a while and we were sitting in his car, chatting, and he complained that it felt weird and wanted to pull me out for a drink. In the end, he brought me to Aeon because he said he wanted to buy something before fetching me but I arrived too early. It turned out that he planned to buy chocolate for me for the sake of White Day. He wanted to buy Ferrero Rocher but I overruled him by telling him to buy Dark Chocolate for me. Then, we had dinner at Old Town White Coffee before he sent me home.
The next day, we went to Kinta Riverfront, but we didn't have drinks at The Sands Bistro and Cafe because the places were full since it was Friday night. We ended up sitting somewhere quiet, but still can listen to songs broadcast from the cafe. I enjoyed the moment when he hugged me from the back, his heart beating super fast as if it might just jumped out from his chest and start running away, and the way he whispered "baby" nonstop at my ear.
Saturday morning, I woke up and decided to surprise visit him at his working cafe since I knew where he worked the previous Sunday. He was so shocked, so surprised and so shy to see me. When he asked me what I would like to have for breakfast, I told him I'd like to try out his food and his face turned red. SO DAMN CUTE. And it was lucky that I got to eat the spaghetti because he seldom cook the sauce and not everyone had the privilege to eat it. Lucky. That afternoon, he invited me out for movie: Warm Bodies. He bought couple seats and we were laughing at the movie scenes, reminding us of our stories. Falling in love. Crushing. Dating. You fall, I fall. Being together. After the movie, we walked around, and even took pictures together. And the movie title sounded like porn, thanks to Eberwein, who told me not to watch porn and asked for movie name. After telling her, I felt the title sounded way beyond weird.
Monday morning, I went to get my result. It was quite bad, especially my Mathematics and Chemistry. He was very worried that I might not be okay and wanted to call me but it was too noisy in school. I went to his stall to see him again, we played fingers under the table until the boss' son, who was responsible in making drinks, was eye-ing at us without blinking because he saw that we were being very, very sweet. He was supposed to come to my house when mother went out but he went out for "business" and came an hour later. The "business" he did was hunting a Stitch pillow for me. He was feeling so shy and wanted to cry, because he was walking all the way out from Aeon, holding the pillow and everyone was looking at him since it was very huge. When he got to my house, he told me to go to his car and see something. He unlocked the door and showed me that pillow. It was really, really surprising. Actually, I had intended to buy a small pillow but seriously not that big. Silly boy >.< Brother saw him when he came down for supper, Ivan bullied him by whacking his head with his puppy toy and he was getting awkward and shy so he ran off soon.
Some people use words to prove their love, while some use actions. I'm lucky to meet him, because he is not that good in words, but whatever he says are from the bottom of his heart, and his actions prove that he really treasure me a lot. He knows me for who I really am because I don't hide or shy away from my true personalities and attitudes, but he still decides to stay and love me. Thank you so much, Ken. I think God has finally answer your prayer about wanting to have a manly yet still a dependent-on-boyfriend type of girlfriend, and an upgraded level of funny, evil princess. And we can read each other's thought while finishing sentences for each other. Epic.
If you don't love me at my worst,
then you certainly don't deserve me at my best.
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