ticking s.e.c.o.n.d.s

June 17th 2005 to July 13th 2005 - not a moment was wasted : I had dedicated every waking second to be in the presence of my love. I was exhausted from work when I went along with his father and younger brother to the airport to pick him up - but I was estatic when he appeared at the gate, looking like a refugee camp survivor as usual.

The next few days of the weekend were spent on getting his haircut, getting my hair touched-up (he waited patiently for 3 hours.. hehehe), window shopping (I was trying to introduce him to what girls usually do with their girlfriends.. ) and being soooo lovey dovey.

His mother had permitted me to stay at their home so that we 'would not get into too much trouble by returning home late'. well, quality time well spent I guess - doing his Thesis. Bleugh.

But it was a good break for me - at least I had a little nibble of 'schoolwork' again. Heh. But I have always enjoyed producing assignments when I was still back in school - always gave me some kinda satisfaction of my achievement (yar.. completing a final year project in 3 days is definately an achievement.. heh).

I'm pretty meticulous in my paperwork. I like to add a little 'flair' to it, with pretty font types and the likes. The format of the paper would be extremely detailed and organized - a total opposite to my room, I have to say. You could still find some 911 posters (before stephen gately admitted that he was gay) stashed in some long forgotten primary 5 school file if you looked hard enough (mind you.. look VERY hard..)

Although great marks were awarded to most of my 'masterpieces', it definately took a toll on my social circle when I was in college. Well.. *shrugs*.. I was well known for my 'silent kill' method which was acting very coolly about due dates, not really studying at all.. not seeming to care actually - but when the due dates came .. 'wham'.. i'd whack down some really good chunk of work right down on their noses.

Yes. I was arrogant (i still am, mind you), rather quiet - I only speak to those who has something realllyy important to say. I didn't believe in mingling around with the crowd to be 'in'. I was just on my little turf, guarding my knowledge or.. something, I guess. I still don't know why I was so extremely uptight.. hmm. And I had a very fierce bite. Maybe I guarded that 'guard dog' in me, in fear that I would hurt people more than I had intended to.

But thankfully, I'm quite strong. I have endured loads of nonsense from many types of odd characters, and I tend to keep it all within me, till I blow. And only those who has been with me for a long time would see this side of me - well.. it's a good and bad thing I suppose. If you're getting lots of 'heat' from me, then you're in my good books - because I wouldn't have bothered to keep it all in me if it didn't matter to me. I couldn't care less if an acid truck rolled over you and splashed its contents on you and your [insert favourite animal/item/porn movie/food here] if you were insignificant in my life.

Ah well. I do miss him. I hope God would give him the strength. For everything that he has to go through.

I love you. I really do.