A date, eyebags and Kyle XY.
I was brushing my teeth when I noticed them- My eyebags are horrid.
They are more obvious now, probably because I neglected my body by not sleeping at the chalet. Darn. I should learn from the French- they sleep by a certain hour every night and thus do not have eyebags.
Went on our first date today. Hmm. It feels so weird to say that. Actually, I've never said it. I think it went quite well.
We started off with me being a bit late. I didn't want to over-dress, so I just threw on a tank-top, a checked outer shirt, a pair of shorts and my Nikes. He showed up in a yummy black shirt and jeans. Luckily, he waited patiently, and we headed to Esplanade to Max Brenner's. We ordered two "Italian Thick Hot Chocolate"s, dark. Along with that, we were served a small platter of white, milk and dark chocolate pieces. By the time we were done, I felt so ill at the thought of chocolate. It churned round and round our stomachs, so D suggested we go have some tea.
We walked over to the merlion, where we sat at Coffee Bean to drink some "Hot Tea". I was supposed to pay for it, but for some reason, D ended up paying for that, too. Feeling guilty now. We just sat and talked and checked people out, all the while sipping our tea. I noticed that there weren't many hot people walking through that part, though.
After visiting the washroom many times, we headed to Clark Quay, where we just walked around, talking and singing. It was very/too bustling, the night alive with music performances, buskers and drinking people, so we took the MRT down to Toa Payoh where we had dinner at the food court. The strangest thing was that we ended up eating each other's food. I ate his lean-meat-century-egg porridge and he ate my shredded chicken ramen. Tummies full and thirsts quenched, we sat at the Hub where we just talked, before we said goodbye when bus 8 came. Hmm, seems like we talked a lot today.
I like it, how easy it is to talk to him. Usually I hide behind a screen and find it easier to talk to people online or through smses, but with him, it's just so...Comfortable. (Yes, feel honoured.)
I cannot believe he went to watch the entire first season of "Kyle XY". It was surprising, a nice thought. Kyle is only 'gorgeous' in the show. What I like about him is his childlike questioning of things, things that we have unknowingly become accustomed to, eg. time.
My left wisdom teeth (that's right, TWO teeth) are growing out simultaneously, and it's feeling a bit sensitive. I hope and pray they'll grow out nicely, I can't imagine living with crooked teeth or going for an operation to get them out. My right wisdom teeth have grown out pretty nicely, so if these follow suit, there would be no problem.
I was brushing my teeth when I noticed them- My eyebags are horrid.
They are more obvious now, probably because I neglected my body by not sleeping at the chalet. Darn. I should learn from the French- they sleep by a certain hour every night and thus do not have eyebags.
Went on our first date today. Hmm. It feels so weird to say that. Actually, I've never said it. I think it went quite well.
We started off with me being a bit late. I didn't want to over-dress, so I just threw on a tank-top, a checked outer shirt, a pair of shorts and my Nikes. He showed up in a yummy black shirt and jeans. Luckily, he waited patiently, and we headed to Esplanade to Max Brenner's. We ordered two "Italian Thick Hot Chocolate"s, dark. Along with that, we were served a small platter of white, milk and dark chocolate pieces. By the time we were done, I felt so ill at the thought of chocolate. It churned round and round our stomachs, so D suggested we go have some tea.
We walked over to the merlion, where we sat at Coffee Bean to drink some "Hot Tea". I was supposed to pay for it, but for some reason, D ended up paying for that, too. Feeling guilty now. We just sat and talked and checked people out, all the while sipping our tea. I noticed that there weren't many hot people walking through that part, though.
After visiting the washroom many times, we headed to Clark Quay, where we just walked around, talking and singing. It was very/too bustling, the night alive with music performances, buskers and drinking people, so we took the MRT down to Toa Payoh where we had dinner at the food court. The strangest thing was that we ended up eating each other's food. I ate his lean-meat-century-egg porridge and he ate my shredded chicken ramen. Tummies full and thirsts quenched, we sat at the Hub where we just talked, before we said goodbye when bus 8 came. Hmm, seems like we talked a lot today.
I like it, how easy it is to talk to him. Usually I hide behind a screen and find it easier to talk to people online or through smses, but with him, it's just so...Comfortable. (Yes, feel honoured.)
I cannot believe he went to watch the entire first season of "Kyle XY". It was surprising, a nice thought. Kyle is only 'gorgeous' in the show. What I like about him is his childlike questioning of things, things that we have unknowingly become accustomed to, eg. time.
My left wisdom teeth (that's right, TWO teeth) are growing out simultaneously, and it's feeling a bit sensitive. I hope and pray they'll grow out nicely, I can't imagine living with crooked teeth or going for an operation to get them out. My right wisdom teeth have grown out pretty nicely, so if these follow suit, there would be no problem.
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