a colored spectrum

My Terminal Mooncakes

Joshua was such a sweetheart today. well, ok, he is a sweetheart everyday. what am i saying?
he drove me to school, he drove me around Chinatown and Shenton Way to run some errands for Daddy. he was so irritated with the traffic but he didn't complain. he was just grouchy but i can understand his frustrations. i appreciate everything he does for me. he may be grouchy, but he does everything he can to help me because he loves me lots. i thank him for that. i love him for who he is. grouchy? who isn't grouchy when their days are bad? duh...

walking down Chinatown with him, buying mooncakes for Daddy, sipping sweet coconut juice was really nice. so relaxing and worry-free. just the both of us, hand in hand in the heart fo the city, sipping coconut juice. so carefree. away from school, work and parents for awhile.

we came home. he watched Naruto. i did some work and dinner. sweet simple lifestyle.
bought a box of fresh durian mooncakes on my way home too. wow! it tastes so good! pure durian flesh in snowskin. the bitter-sweet filling was orgasmatic! 4 pieces for $35. a very good buy considering that you can hardly get durian on the market now, eat it like ice cream too!

then we went down to Tampine Mall to catch THE TERMINAL. (stay posted for reviews!)

i just want to say that, yes, as confused as i may be, alwiz heading for some accidents and troubles. as much as i don't know what i want, sit one corner and sulk. as much as i drive Joshua up the Eiffel Tower and send him crashing back down to Earth...

i do love him. i cannot imagine days without him by my side.
i want to love and protect him, kiss him awake every morning for the next 60years,
cheer him up when he is down, play with him when he is bored.
i need him. i need him to keep me sane and cheery. to let me know that i am loved.

as much as i complain that i am spending too much time with him, that i have no space and time of my own. i know that it is me to say such things when i am tired, depressedand muddle-headed. i better just keep quiet. makes life much easier and happier rather than to confront senseless paranoia. the past holds more memories of happiness and achievement. occasional failures are peanuts. i am destined to achieve bigger brighter goals.

Joshua is my terminal. where my plane heads home. my safe harbour from the storms.

Joshua is my mooncake. mine! all mine! *muacks!!!*

posted by Veen @ 23:49