i have a spectacular ability to sleep through multiple alarms, calls, messages.. you get the drift. but on that tuesday evening, i woke up in a jolt- no alarms nothing. i cant quite explain how or why, but i just had the intense feeling: he's coming. today.
never scorn a woman's intuition for it truly is a lethal weapon.
i marched to tert's room and just 2 minutes into our conversation i couldnt hold it in any longer. "is hoi coming tonight?" she frozed. paused. then replied "no. is he?!?" looking back, i could tell she was in immense pressure to think on her feet and to choose the best strategy. she chose the good friend investigator card. good call tertlord!
i was adamant on finding the car keys. demanding to know why the kitchen and toilet has been cleaned. wondering why he coincidentally ran out of credit that day. i realised i was a walking nutjob, emitting all sense of craziness.
i had dinner at the loft, eating absentmindedly, pretending to watch the guys play PS3 but actually witnessing an internal debate inside me. the side that was winning: the one telling myself i'm going psycho- i'm probably just too excited about tomorrow i'm overreacting. kahkit teased, "so, someone wont be getting any sleep tonight!" and my brain went into overdrive. so he's coming?! no, kit simply meant i'd be too excited to be able to sleep silly. everything someone said seemed uber dubious!
then tert called to say she's taking the car out for dance, and nothing else, reassuring me not to overthink. i tried to supress the sneaky suspicion in me and told myself, she's right. i've ought to get a grip, i'm being all pathetic! i wore my headband, tied the short hair up, and decided to study. (but of course, the hair was too short to be tied and all i achieved was a hairstyle resembling the behind of a chicken).
unsurprisingly, i couldnt focus.
another thing you should know about me: grooming soothes my soul.
tweezer in one hand and a handhelf mirror in another, i began shaping my eyebrows. i finally began to feel calmer, and managed to push hoi completely out of my mind. i geared myself in the productive spirit: i needed to accomplish as much as i can tonight before he comes. THEN, when i was midway tackling the right brow, my room door slid open.
*cue dramatic music*
chup. first, an important digression! a visual representation of how i looked: yellow baggy school sports shirt, black home slacks, funky chicken backside hairshow complete with the fringe all pushed up, and in my hands, the tweezer and mirror.
in short: like a dweeb.
i turned and there he was standing by the door with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. "oh my god" escaped my lips. i turned back to my initial position and continued to tweeze another two stray strands as my system digested what my pupils saw. (tert found that immediate reponse of mine hilarious haha). maybe its cos i fought so hard to persuade myself he wasnt coming that i was in dire denial.
but next thing you know, i went running to him.. and started throwing punches at his tummy. my first words being "i hate you!!!" and his were "ouchh!". i accomplished all these while still rocking the chicken backside hairstyle. i know right, i'm completely lovable. :P he prolly mustve regretted getting on the plane.
and that, pretty much sums up my unglamorous first encounter with the boyfriend after months, when he decided to surprise me a day earlier.
i'll end this with one last fun fact about myself: i'm completely unromantic.
in fact i think i was borderline cynical about love. i mean i did believe in happy endings and although i do gush over sweet love stories/flicks, i put my foot down when reality involved me. i cringed at corny lines, silently mocked lame coupley tshirts and got worked up when girls had to text hourly whereabouts to their boyfriends. hello?! obsessive much? last i check a dog leash wasnt in fashion!
(sorry got abit overboard heh)
but look at me now. i'm immune to his mushiness, i think coupley merchandise arent as lame as before (though still not the biggest fan) and i am guilty of actually updating him where i am in time to time. (granted, not as frequent as i would like, but in my defense i'm not the best sms replier!) goodness knows what spell hoi casted to reel me a convert.
i have ldr to push all the blame on but i'm gonna confess: i'm utterly clueless into planning anything sweet with the distance barrier. i hope my present of the leather jacket would suffice. that and, my simple sincere wish of:
happy birthday baby! <3 i miss you and wished i was there to celebrate with all your friends!
love,
sulynn.
