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it's exactly 2 years... and we planned a few days prior to revisit Buckaroo's... replay our first official date... not including ding tai fung or crystal jade that we had as buddies... it's a nice little roadhouse concept with great BBQ and grill... far far away in some obscure corner of Sembawang... the clam chowder in a humongous breadbowl is yummy... but way too big to be a starter... even for two... shared delectable calamari... and a triple platter of chicken, ribs and steak! okay... this is a boring who-i-met, what-i-ate... but the food was damn good can? i didnt get the guy anything... and it made me utterly guilty... felt really bad when i was irritated that he wanted to meet at his place... rather picking me up at the bus stop and driving down straight... gerberras and a Fossil watch waited on his desk... i have this embarassing confession... i feel sad when he doesnt go out of his way to surprise me/buy me things... but i feel bad when he does... feel so materialistic... two years... surpassed my previous 21months... no childish break-ups and patches... no shouting matches... truth be told... the guy never makes me sad... if i was ever sad about us... it was definitely because of my insatiable expectations... and unreasonable behaviour... he is really one of the most level-headed persons i have ever known... cool like cucumber... fun and quick-witted... and i guess his coolness is the only reason why we hit the big 2... sometimes i feel that i am always taking from this relationship... emotionally and psychologically... am not contributing enough.. and sometimes i wonder if i ever make him happy... although he seems very pleased when i scratch his back... it has become my weapon of choice... "turn back to my CSI, or else i dont scratch your back ANYMORE!" i know this is going to sound horribly mushy and terrible... (and this is usually the taboo subject... couples breaking up right after this is sorta thing is spoken...) but i really can imagine spending the rest of my life with this guy... save for the fact that he's not romantic... and doesnt give a damn when i'm out drinking or clubbing with guy pals... sometimes a bit of jealousy is nice... i can see us growing old together.. with that fair bit of spunk and laidback attitude... saving up money for our first car... then maybe our first house... taking holidays and get closer to my dream of visiting every continent once by 30... having a nice big dog like Tze's... it's nice to have someone walk with you through life like that... especially at an age with endless questions and uncertainties... two years aint nothing... but he was everything during this time..  ----Stef stopped rambling at 23:34 --Link to Post |
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