absolutum dominium

it feels almost natural, sleeping in and waking up to you.

our plans to go to the zoo today were disrupted, not by rain or external dissent, but rather by the internal need to commit to well, repose.

and so, we reposed (among other things).

lunch was oishi pizza; ordered in place of canadian pizza, only because japanese teriyaki beef pizza sounded like a novelty, and the 2 for 1 offer matched canadian well enough for my liking. but nice as the teriyaki beef and chicken ham and shitake pizzas were, i think i prefer my pizzas western.

we watched everything is illuminated. and so everything was. ben was illuminated with the idea tt more sleep was never a bad thing.

we were running late to orchard, where i was meeting songkang tonight. fortunately, he was running late too. needing a caffeine shot to wake up, we settle at the starbucks at the hello! shop for my iced mocha, before i went to meet sk and ben went over to check out the cathay cineplex beyond plaza sing.

sk and i ended up having dinner at yoshinoya because there was no other place in orchard with seats, and over beef rice bowls i told him of my life and travels in canada and beyond - mexico, the rockies, new york etc.

after tt, sk needed coffee, so we went to join my bookwormy bf at the starbucks at cathay cineplex. and over yet another iced mocha, we traded stories - or rather, they traded stories about their fathers visiting their home villages in china. among other things. sk cannot believe tt i describe my bf as being "not a generic law student". they both agree tt "typical" might be a more suitable word in the singaporean context.



speaking of coffee, this is me and my bf at starbucks!

close to 11pm, sk left us and because my silly boy hadn't yet eaten dinner, we stopped by the kopitiam at hotel meridian for a nasi lemak for him and a very sweet logan drink for me.

after tt, it was back to cathay cineplex to catch 'just my luck', this totally mindless and senseless excuse for a romantic comedy involving a too-skinny wrinkled lindsay lohan as one of three stupid bimbotic girls who just has extraordinarily good luck, if you can believe it. and anyway she trades off tt luck with this really good-looking guy with really bad luck (like tt is even possible), and then she ends up falling in love with him over what? 2 kisses? 3? ridiculous.

and ben insists tt i am the one who wants to watch romantic comedies, just coz i am a girl and generically speaking, girls are the ones who all love butterflies and fairy tales. oh please. like i buy the whole extremely good-looking girl gets extremely good-looking guy and they all live happily ever after type endings. bah. they all break up someday lah. get real.

anyway the majority of people who watch such movies are either naive couples like us, or gays. i stepped on the feet of 2 gays walking in and out of my row to get to the toilet, but tt was only because they refused to move their big feet and it was dark. sheesh.

oh, and i think ben and i are a bit of a nuisance in the elevator. or other places. we don't seem to care tt we are no longer in canada or tt certain (usually older) people have problems with people showing affection to each other. and i'm just talking kissing, none of tt groping or hands-down-each-others'-pants type stuff.

after tt, coz i was hunnnnnngry, we walked over to the kopitiam after hotel rendezvous for supper. i had wanton mee. the char siew was nice. the wanton was unfortunately, not. but it was a nice filling dinner nonetheless, so tt was good. even though i was too full to finish my teh peng. and we went at a time between the midnight and 3am match, but we left for home before the 3am match started.

this feels natural, being with you. so natural in fact, tt i want to spend every waking moment with you.

i don't want to miss you, at all.