the 100th Post

Yes yes, ladies and gentlemen, I've finally gotten to the 100th post. I would like to thank my Uni lecturers, at least some of them, for educating me; my parents for manufacturing these pale hands and mind with which I use to write in my spare time; a particular adorable soft-toy-amassing missty for providing shelter, laughters, tears, sentimental moments and inspiration. Lastly, to myself and Cancan for just being there.

Today, 8th January 2006, has been a lovely eventful day. Church sermon touched on a topic I've been preoccupied with, lunch was massive prepared by inexperienced chicken rice hawker who couldn't quite cut the chicken up cleanly & chatty drink seller who looked like he had too much beer. Boardgame shopping spiralled into a kiddy expedition of near purchase of a video game console consisiting of nostalgic games. Hot tea and sandwiches and cakes in the comfort of a cosy Tampines home, sheltered from the whole-day pouring rain. Uno death matches are always enjoyable with you, whether I win or lose. Horrors... am I becoming a parasite? I suddenly had this quirky feeling that I love love love being around you. Hooked on you... =P

Tomorrow, which also happens to be a special important day, is the first day of school for you. Don't look so glum yeah? I know that you know that you'll be fine, and you're just getting use to the timetable without me being so much around you. Well, at least we'll both remember that time. I love it. I can't quite justly describe the feeling but each time I'm with you, the company we have of each other is superb, quirky, and very ocean's 11 cool. Very very nice and comfy. I don't just mean the pleasant times, I mean all of it.

Darling, I'm a fortunate man indeed for I hold in my hands your warm hands, I have your affection and concern, and I remember all your smiles, tears and penguin little gestures. Love you.


Yours Faithfully
Towel