this is me. 3 weeks ago. i think the only part of me that touched the water was my heel. i think ah fang was super pek chek with me, for having wasted the money. -_-"
and a few hours ago . . .
then . . .
and . . .
finally . . .
yes, i got over the itch!
after awhile . . .
the fishes got tired of us. :(
getting boring . . . no fishes . . . got to milk our money's worth . . .
to counter the itch . . .
the silly boy had teeth bites on his arm when we left the place.
meanwhile . . .
ah fang!! are you proud of me yet!!
at the end of the day . . .
its been a week, my dear. and even though it still seem unreal at times, staring at you in the mornings and evenings has never failed to make me smile. i hope you were as happy as you've made me. it has been hard, having to put up with all that ridiculous negativity, but i'm sure things are going to get better and easier hereafter.
may we stay together long enough to drown ourselves in love, find that perfect brand of soba noodles, until our feet rot from all the fish spas and pedicures we're going to go for, and become chubby and frail from your excessive hunger and my penchant for unhealthy food.
love you!
