" 3 Days 2 Nights "

Day 3

Updates of journal entries. What are the consequences for not returning home for the past 2 nights. I got screwed verbally over a video conference from my mum and reprimanded over the phone 3 hours ago by my dad before I got home. I stood below my residing block for a good half an hour before I decided to head back home.

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Its Sunday, I woke up in his bed as usual, open my eyes, saw him sitting in front his lappy with facebook and cellphone in his hand. I rolled on the bed for a good 25minutes accompanied by on-coming disturbance of his incoming smses he discreetly replied. * roll eyes *

Back in the living room when he was deleting the sent smses he gave, I took a glance and saw his flirting sms. * roll eyes again * Sigh, scandalous . . . . He quoted an example; it is wrong to smuggle unpaid duty tax cigarettes across customs, but as long as you're not caught its okay. My reasoning, yeah . . he is one daredevil who smuggles unpaid duty tax cigarettes across custom even though he was caught for the past 2- 3 occasions. Lets applause for the courage. Well the hind side of it, penalty just higher each time.

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I asked him who am I to him, and I hated his dubious answers, Boo . . Any acquaintance or prey out there who question him if he has a girlfriend. Oh yes, he is truthful enough to say no of course, he do not have a girlfriend. He is always truthful, because I am no girlfriend but wife-to-be. So sweet and nice. Is there a relationship status for wife-to-be? I think so. I think being Engaged is the word to use :) I am so glad for the recognition and I should introduce myself as that in future. The word for husband-to-be should be call Fiance.

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Day 2

It was late evening when he decided to dig his telescope out of his store room to check out the moon. He did. Those skywatching tri-port telescope. I was impressed and amazed. How many young girls would have died in his sweetness and innovation, giving jaws-dropping amusement to his Casanova's way to increase the wow factor in him. Impressive. If I have a choice to not fall in-love with him, I would choose to be his female buddy. Like who I am towards Kny, Tny and Dan. For most people who knows my buddies, they are ultimate jerks towards women out there but greatest friends of mine. Its my luck, I have no reasons how the shit to comprehend about my hubhubie. I am just too into him. I just love him so damn much I do not know why. He is ultimate, he is great in all ways, he is a great cook, he is romantic, he is so sugary sweet, he is adorable, he is interesting, he is not fugly but the fatal point, he can be flirtatious in many ways towards others. He is not only Bad bad boy, he is also naughty naughty boy Sometimes

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Day 1

We were burning joss sticks and paper monies below his block with his mum. Praying and making blesses for individuals as what chinese used to do during the lunar 7th month. We had our lovely conversations below his block. We spent lovely time together doing the weirdest things. We did simple yet enjoyable moments shopping in the newly opened Daiso across his place. We had lovely and heartwarming hugs during our shop-out in the supermarket. I never get bored with his company and hopefully it is vice-versa. He never complain on my lousy whipped up dinner. He gives me warmness and a place named home. I love him, I would gladly stay by his side, keep him company and take care of this big kid till the days we are old and grey. I love him even during times when he pissed me off. Everything remains and my love for him still increases as days past. He seen it, feel it and he knows everything will be great as long as he don't break my heart again.