We belong to each other. :)

We belong to each other. :)


SEE! Got write name de hor!!


Hehe. Kinda boliao, I know. I'm trying to see how long this will last. Lol. :)

Nolboo Hangari Galbi

We have been attached for 4 and a half months, and have taken more than 2000 photos. Of which, 30% presents us in various stages of ingestion. It shouldn't be too surprising, then, if I were to say, more than half of our money is spent on food, glorious food.

We eat out alot, and because of my aversion to non-air conditioned places, and baby's tendency to indulge in my whims and fancies, we end up eating in restaurants most of the time. It is then ironic to consider that after all this while, we haven't set food in a Korean restaurant, until today, that is!

I think we must have been talking about it since the start of our relationship, when I was still addicted to WGM. It was also part of the plan, Korean BBQ, on his birthday. Somehow, we always end up eating other stuff.

There's this Korean BBQ place near Vivo/Haw Par Villa area, which I went with daddy and mummy eons ago. I remember it was really good, but somehow, I can't seem to find the place again. Subsequently, I thought Han Sang at Square 2 was not bad, and we almost went there, if not for the BBQ fumes, and my baby recovering from the longest coughing fit ever.

So when I saw Suleen's blog the other day, I immediately knew we had to go to that Nolboo place at Orchard Central. (The other factor being OC has special meaning for us la.)




We ordered the BBQ Sirloin (which baby thinks is damn shiok), the Jap Chae (which isn't very nice afterall) and kimchi pancake (which is super nice). It wasn't alot of food actually, and my boyfriend, as usual, finished it. :)




Made a deal with baby though, no restaurant food for the rest of the month. At the rate we're going, I'll never get to save enough for our tw trip next year.

Shall go patiently wait for baby to finish work now. Slightly hungry, wonder if he'd want to eat later.

roller-coaster

It was definitely disappointing, when I left the party at work to go meet him all the way at SIM, only to have him smile at me, and then continue with his Farm Frenzy. I don't believe I've ever made the effort to go meet any of my throng of ex-boyfriends after their work or school, and his unappreciative reaction caught me off guard, totally.

Sigh. There have been occasions aplenty when I've gotten frustrated at baby's very apparent inability to react. Underneath that boisterous front that he puts up, the raucous laughter and kitschy behavior, is really this silly animal (I choose to believe he's a pig, or a monkey. Or he might be some weird combination of both called pinky.) who's totally clueless about expressing himself.

But I know, he really loves me. He loves me when I start snoring in the middle of the night. He loves me when I blow him away with the super smelly farts. He loves me (a little less, but he loves me still) when I throw unreasonable tantrums. It's a roller-coaster ride, with high points and low points, and I should really be thankful that the low points are getting lesser and further apart. :)

I love my bf in the mornings, whether he's awake or sleeping. He was sleeping when I left for work yesterday morning, and he pouted and smiled at me in his semi-consciousness, before proceeding to bury his face behind my bolster. He stayed up all of last night so he could accompany me to work this morning, completely love when he jumped up to hug me from behind when I started rousing from my sleep.

I love my bf, and I know he loves me too. It's been hard on him, what with my disgusting work sucking out all the energy and zest in me. I'll be seeing him in 20 hours. Should go sleep now, so that when I see him later, I won't be as dull as I have been in the past few days. :)

Sigh. 我肥了。

Sigh. 我肥了。




I know. Very tak-glam.

I got slightly conscious half-way through reading, about the way I was sitting, too many voices from over the years breathing down my neck, 'sit properly', 'you are a girl leh', 'so tak-glam', 'chor lor' . . .

And then I looked up.



Yes, if you thought I was being tak-glam, you should have seen my bf. :)

It's not everyday that I find someone who lets me sit the way I want to sit, and makes me feel less conscious about it by sitting in that same tak-glam fashion. It's really not so much the 夫妻脸 that matters, but finding out that your bf shares the same bad habits.


Yes. Like flicking our pi sai off the bed. And farting in our sleep.




I love you baby. And I want to continue loving you for a long long time. :)

foxy

Sigh. I feel extremely guilty now for lusting after a Pekingese. I don't want a Pekingese anymore. I want foxy the 老母狗 to start barking again.

My poor baby just went to get a lump removed in her breasts and they conveniently sterilised my menopausal foxy while at it. :(



She's lying on the sofa now looking as forlorn as she's ever looked and not making a single noise. Mummy said she's been quiet throughout the whole ordeal and been that way since.

Sigh. We're taking turns to look in on her and make sure she keeps her legs closed to not tear the wound. The poor dear looks so tired but she keeps opening her eyes when she senses us nearing. :(

Not in a mood to blog now. Sigh.



-- Post From My iPhone. WiWi baby rocks. ^^

A few more things.

A few more things.

1. We've finally gotten our hair done. :)


I managed to trim those dry ends and my too-long fringe, and baby's gotten his hair nicely styled. He said the stylist sniggered when he made it known that we were going to dye the same colour.

Bloody stylist. Laugh at my baby. Humph!! (I know, the colour looks kinda different. :( Oh well.)

Sigh. Baby looks incredibly 帅 now. It's made me a little 没有安全感.

2. That silly boy went to buy me something. And he's ultra sneaky about it. We talked about it a little and he made it seem like I'm going to get it when he was planning to do so.


I know. Defeated the purpose of me getting it for him in the first place. But still, I'm honestly ultra, incredibly, unbelievably happy about it. Heh!!

We saw this couple who was wearing it earlier and I burst out laughing. It's gotten me on this whole matchy thing.

I need to get him new slippers anyway. His current pair . . . *tsk tsk*

I'm totally going to get him a new bag next. That sneaky boy has finally come clean about the origins of his crumpler, after giving me contradictory answers each time I inconspicuously manage to ask.

I'm going to go hug my loverboy to sleep now. Madly in love with him at the moment.


Nights all you jealous naysayers. Bleh!

A few things.

A few things.

1. I'm sick. Really sick, like totally groggy and aching all over. In fact, I nearly fainted while at the clinic earlier. Doctor said it was throat infection. (Probably a result of too much chips, overnight ktv after work and macs in the middle of the night.)

Sigh. So much for wanting to take MC for tomorrow. Now I've really fallen sick. :(

It's kind of frustrating right now with people fussing over me. Mummy called while I was napping earlier to ask if I was feeling better, and if I needed company to see doctor. Suratin went to make me porridge and egg because I had no appetite for normal food, and grandma made me chawanmushi to go with my porridge.



I called darling in the afternoon after deciding to come home from work. He offered to accompany me to the doctor, but I declined it because I knew he was tired, after going with me to meet John for macs supper late last night. Still, when he called me earlier after waking up from his nap, it affected me a little because he sounded unconcerned.

I guess the meds have made me delirious. :(

2. I finally got darling the man utd jersey that I've been meaning to for awhile. And with that, I've officially ran out of stuff I want to get him.



I'm really a staunch non-believer of occasions. I'd just get him stuff for the simple reason that I felt like it. Likewise, if there was an occasion and I feel pressured into getting him something, it could just end up an impulse buy that I regret or that he doesn't like. (There are exceptions, of course. Like his birthday gift, the iPod touch.)

3. We're finally getting our hair done tomorrow. I hope it doesn't turn out too much a disaster (like the last time). I still haven't decided on a colour yet, but I'm adamant about getting our hairs dyed. To think we were talking about it 4 months ago, when I was still hooked onto We Got Married.

Am. Like. Freaking. Excited. No amount of laryngitis can take that excitement away.

4. Oh, and he's finally gotten me to reconsider my desire to get a pug. I want a pekingese now. It's almost as fugly as a pug in most cases. :)

5. Sigh. I'm really caught between converting and moving off in a new direction, albeit doing something similar. Shall think it thoroughly through before I make any rash decisions I may come to regret. Oh well, it's still awhile before I have to make that decision. So, we shall see.

random #47

I'm irritated! Boyfriend keeps telling me I'm fat these days, and he refuses to let me 'so' his tummy. :(


变了! 礼物拿去就变了!!

Sigh, but I kind of have to admit that I am rather pale these days. That, and the crazy eye bags. Thankfully, I'm going to be on mid shift next week, which means sleeping in a little later, one meal a day, and that extra shift allowance. :)

And oh! Darling's birthday present. Totally loving the engraving.