50 more days to Gad's POP.
12 more days to Gad's block leave.
5 more days to meeting him.
The weekend was well-spent. Except this is the first time, ever since we've known each other, that I did not fetch him at Pasir Ris. Not because I'm working or schooling but because I do not wanna travel all the way to Pasir Ris in my Hari Raya outfit. Still really am looking forward to see him as usual and he left me in awe when I see him in the malay traditional wear. Wow! Hahah. So our choosen color for our first Aidilfitri together was GOLD! Hehs. I've been wanting it so yea. Raya outing with his friends and homies was fine, except that I started showing the irritating-non-stop-hits me. I was just a bit too hyper that day, I think I was so noisy and could not stop talking. I am damn grateful and thankful that I got a very patient boyfriend. A boyfriend with the biggest heart in the world. Thankful how he love and care for me alot. Accepting me for just what I am and most importantly, tolerating me. He calm me down, everytime I blow my top off him, though I know he is not at all at fault. I admire his patience. I admire his tolerance. He's one I could not replace.Now I'm missing him, yearning for his touch. Yearning for him to make me warm because this damn classroom is freaking cold. Baby, I miss youuuuuuuuuuuu.So this entry is brought to you by a girl who is in class, who was supposed to pay attention to the presentations upon her eyes but is missing her boyfriend and is thinking of him, typing this post away to get rid of her boredoms and make her stay awake. Stick around for more when she get all of the pictures she wishes to upload in this humble mumble jumble bumble blog of hers.And, in the sound of a falling star is joy and sadness uniting love.
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