Tuesday, November 17

a day that's indescribable.

so the day started and i woke up at 6:30 full of excitement and anticipation for what was to be the most UNFORGETTABLE DAY in my life. I stayed in bed pondering what was to happen until 7 o'clock until I thought that I should get up and turn on my computer and wait patiently for my first instructions. . all the while trying to upload photos onto facebook furiously to fulfill the restless sister. In no time at all it was 7:15 and to his word I received a phone call from the one and only, Yang. He told me to read his blog and from there I hurriedly managed to brush my bed hair, brush my teeth, not make a floordrobe, but to change in 2 mins, pack my bag, and rush (get kicked out by kylie) out the door. Due to various circumstances, I arrived at the train station early, and boarded the next train a tad confused. As I was told, I had to get on the 7:45 train departing Huntingdale. however. I heard the speakers mumble something the first time and the second time yet another mumble which I made out to be something like 7:37 or there abouts. Which clearly contradicted with my phone which stated it was 7:42. In the end, I simply boarded.



I finally spotted my stalker when all the business men walked off the train at parliament station and I had the pleasure of staring at you for one whole stop. We got off and continued towards the clock as planned. Then I got my first buzz of the day. breakfast. Yangy boy had brekky already, so we opted for Gloria Jeans at the food court, but after travelling up the escalator to find it was closed we went back down again. Walking down swanston street was the best morning starter as the breeze swept through the streets and the atmosphere began to bustle. We found our way to Mc Donalds and I ordered a bacon and egg Mcmuffin meal, then we migrated to the upstairs seating. I fed him a bite of hash brown and he repeatedly took photos of the banners outside >_<. Outside the city was decorated with christmas ornaments and Melbourne looked beautiful. We kept walking down towards Flinders st, and onto the next buzz, taking photos of the buildings, the flowers and the street signs along the way. not to mention photos of famous landmarks and amounts of people which is illegal without consent. on and on and on until we reached the Alexandra Gardens.



having only reached about 100 m into the garden, passing a cluster of flowers, I found myself being pulled down to the ground in a second. Laughing about what happened and trying to regain my orientation, I lay beside him on the grass, staring into the grey cloudy skies. I knew what was to happen next and I waited nervously as he photo stalked the skies in all its dullness. Then he put the camera down, and turned his face to my side. We were 5 centimetres apart and I loved it. but I loved kissing you even more. one kiss. . two kisses. . and soon we lost count (im sure he passed his quota of 20 but I didn't give a care in the world). again and again. both having our first kisses only the day before, we were still beginners but you were catching on very fast, making it the best dessert ever. just thinking about it now makes my heart beat fast once more. After a short break and a change in position I found myself on top of you, after responding to the fact that the 'sun was very bright', and wondering what made it that way. I love how you taste, and your breath on my face. I love how I can stare deep into your eyes and how I can smile while still kissing you. I love running my hand through your hair, and having the other hand on your heart. I love how you pulled me back, asking for more. I felt loved and I melted into your soft kisses. You swept me off my feet and gave me the most memorable experience, thankyou. funnily enough we missed the next buzz, a yarra river cruise, and spent our time continuing to explore each other, which was absolutely delightful. sadly our time came to a close as we were being stared at by many others, and moved onto walking a tad further. We found a pretty little pond covered with water lillies surrounded by swaying tree branches, and we had a peaceful view from a large rock heap. Walking back to civilisation, we suspiciously joined a group of chinese tourists and then spent some time looking down on the river from the bridge.



the next buzz was to go shopping and we passed through myer, perfumes, the reject shop, la la la. We looked through the mens section too, and went denim searching. next buzz. . eating yakiniku on lonsdale street. while trying to use our lack of directional skills, we walked up the street desperately finding a shop number, 165 Lonsdale Street. It was a cute little shop with hanging red lanterns and dim lighting. upon entering, we found to our dismay that the yakiniku was only to be ordered at dinner time. But thankfully we still had yummy yummy obentoo, having a chance to make our own. being food lovers of course we chose everything we could, without doubling up, and we swapped half way.^^ that was deliciously scrumptious. thank you. next buzz: shopping

we had nothing to shop for so we went into all the various camera stores on Elizabeth street and looked at the new cameras and lenses. After feeling like a total noob, we went into the last store and decided to get some recent photos developed. during the half an hour wait, we walked up to the queen victoria market. somewhere I hadn't been before, andI thought it was pretty awesome with so many unique craft stores nearby. because not much was open that day, we made our way back to collect our photos, and ran in time to catch the next buzz: a movie.

The movie, Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, featuring Heath Ledger. Something no one should attempt to pronounce, especially when in the process of buying tickets. All I can say was that it was an extremely interesting movie, and that all the actors were absolutely brilliant although Jude Law doesn't look like the others. we sat at the back row with our ice tea and fanta, and snuggled together for the feature film. and soon enough it was time to return home for the day.

Throughout the whole day, my mind just kept ticking back to our kisses together. I too was hoping to get a number 20 by the end of the day. and I laughed when I received your message.
GOMEN for everything I do.
I'll try harder.
but somehow my yangy boy always seems to make it better.

Friday, November 13

Saturday, November 7

to my happy and hungry one,

I love the way you hug me on the way down an escalator
I love the way you play with your hair when you're trying to read a question
I love the way my clothes smell like you after falling asleep on you for a whole train ride
I love the way you put your arm on my shoulder
I love the way your chest rises and falls as you breathe
I love the way you always hold the locker door open for me
I love the way I get cuddled by you
I love the way you can never have enough food
I love the way we wake up each other in the morning
I love the way I can't get to sleep at night
I love the way we sing songs under the shade of a tree
I love the way you look at the clouds in the sky
I love the way our feet touch when we're studying on bean bags
I love the way we pass notes to each other when we can simply say it out aloud
I love the way you have to ask for a rubber
I love the way we run up and down stairs to entertain ourselves
I love the way you can't sit on the floor to work
I love the way you make faces then hide behind your checkpoints book
I love the way my mum now has your number
I love the way you stare outside at the sun when I tell my cousin you're my boyfriend
I love the way we open slurpee straws the same way
I love the way you have a pink tongue afterwards and wonder if your teeth are also pink
I love the way you think pulling half a smile is just as good as a full one
I love the way my head fits perfectly on your shoulder
I love the way you sneak kisses on my cheek
I love the way you're always willing to share mp3s
I love the way it's rigged with Ai and Back Street Boys (well not really)
I love the way we both open our arms when a cool breeze comes along
I love the way you're clumsy but don't claim to be
I love the way you finish your larger lunch before I do
I love the way you look into the medicine and engineering column when you get bored
I love the way you try to be knowledgable by sending me random notes which I do not understand
I love the way you then explain to me that I will not understand
I love the way you sniffle when it gets dusty
I love the way you attempt to carry me, but fail
I love the way we both want to dunk each other in the water
I love the way we both feel like eating the same foods
I love the way you used up my cousin's eng quota on the word embarrassed
I love the way you purposefully stare at the kids playing video games, just so I can tap your foot
I love the way you offer to hold my books while I go off to the restroom
I love the way your face softens when you sleep
I love the way I feel safe from others when you're around
I love the way your webcam never works on the first try
I love the way you always take back things you want to say after starting the sentence 'don't worry'
I love the way you don't realise that I can read your mind and I know what you would've said
I love the way . . .

I love the way you love me & I love you.

Thursday, November 5

my thoughts

hmm . . . it seems that i get happy by different things to you.
i don't enjoy seeing you sad and depressed (you moody hormonal lil' boy), so i try to cheer you up by the little things that would make me happy. but i also know (from my friends being pissy) that somme like to take some time off and to have their isolated little time, so i respect that, and try not to burst your bubble >_<. usually i just say that he's studying and tad stressed, or tired, and i'll try not to bother you much^^ <- that's when you're studying hard, and wanna work alone. so when lunch time comes, i'll try to make that half an hr as happy as possible. the little thing: waiting back to walk with someone when getting somewhere in a group, would keep me smiling for the whole day. maybe that's just a girl thing. so when you stay sadish after that, i start thinking bout all the small things that could have bothered you that day, or all the ways i could possibly have annoyed you. but i know this doesn't last long and i'm not one to keep thinking bout things, and i get over things easily so you will rarely see me mad for extended periods of time. and i know that when these two weeks are over, i'll have my yangy boy back happy as ever.

hmm what else. . so, sometimes i'm scared to get into a deep relationship because i don't wish to hurt the other person's feelings and i would rather stay friends with them for longer. somehow i don't want to go through the whole list of boyfriends, and feel somewhat proud, as my other friends might. i do think i'm too young, but i don't want to lose you either. but i'll be happy while it lasts. who knows, maybe you'll meet someone in uni and spend time with that person instead. i don't like the feeling of dumping others, it's not nice from what it seems, i've never tried. if you do find someone out there, then i'll be happy for you, and we'll get through it, and stay friends. i won't ever hate you or block you from my life, and it'd be nice to have you in my life, if you let me. enough of getting to know me?

something that really works for me: maturity. you can have fun and all that, but i don't want to be another 'teenager' running through the cycles of relationships. i love learning new things and i admire those who are knowledgable.

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I do not expect much.
I get happy by little things
&
sad by little things
but sometimes, you seem to not notice.

Sunday, November 1

day 6395

i woke up this morning at 7 o'clock to the view of bright light shining through the slits of my blinds. not soon after i stretched like a cat and rummaged around in my sea of morning blankets, my room was invaded by my dad.
his purpose was not the expected 'good morning', but to question me with things i didn't feel like answering at 7 o'clock. after not getting an answer, he went back downstairs to continue his early quarrel with mum.
that's truly something i don't need on the day of the maths exam. XDD
so, mum retreated back to bed, and dad chose to stay downstairs. me and kylie? well she ran off to uni, and i had breakfast at 9:45 am.
i was gonna run off to school too, but i stayed home, dad made me lunch, and i made mum tea.

tummyacheeeeeeee T^T . (not from food poisoning by dad)
^dw yangyyy boyyyy, i'm fine =]

yangy boy, have i ever told you 大大大好き。?

weather: cloudy with patches of sun.