Its strange how many beautiful times we've had together... So uncanny I can remember so many parts, pieces of dates we've had together. It slips away now and then, but comes back again one day out of the blue.

Today happened to be the day they came rushing back. And I welcome them back into the deep corners of my memory... I rather they stay within the dark crevices than get washed away by the present and future.
Reminiscing is a wonderful thing. It gives me this warm feeling and at the same time, it makes me miss those times although I know there will be many more better ones.

My first date with dearie... So weird. Can't exactly remember how we met at all. In fact I can't even recall. I can remember our first date and the time he said my voice sounded auntie... (Women bear grudges more deeply than men by the way. LOL!) I was late for school that morning. As usual. Sleepy ass me. Had detention. It was 'Zhong Qiu Jie' and we had planned to hit Sentosa (Siloso Beach) to 'celebrate' - light candles, create fireworks, play with lanterns that kinda stuff. Before that day he had already played around with candles and he created a 'C' just for me out of round white candles. I thought he made it for someone else, but it was for me... I was very touched...

The whole day... I really felt like a kid again... And I loved being a kid again.

He was so sweet. As always, so sweet. Crazy though but SWEET. *Gushes*

He piggy backed me to shore. He cut his leg and still went ahead... I was so flustered! Still he beared with it. :)

Bravely.

I don't know why these thoughts or rather memories came back today, but I swear its the rain.
He shielded me from the rain, getting so so so wet... And it reminded me that even after all those quarrels and slight disagreements over little things. It still felt the same way.

GIRLS LOVE CHIVALRY. Me included. :P

Little little things... Like sending me home even when he's tired. I appreciate it, although I seldom tell him that. I'm just so... GAH. I don't know why. Lol.

Little little things like a warm hug when I'm cold.

Little little things like carrying my heavy ESPRIT tote even though (in his own words) "ESPRIT IS FOR GIRLS!"

Little little things like a phone call...

I love my dearie.

Sometimes all it needs is to remember all the good times, and all those silent cooped up unhappiness piled up because of my self-centredness just flies away. All I need is a little rain to brighten up my day. Man, am I weird.

Lots of Love (especially to my dearie),
carrie