A date with Sponge Bob
I'm having the Black Sunday syndrome now. It's the feeling you get when you dread going to work the next day, The Monday Blues.
Something is really wrong with Liverpool. I can't believe the European Champions can only manage a draw with Birmingham.
It's a relaxing Sunday for us (apart from the horrible parking!) @ Holland Village. We had dunch and desserts.
Little things like knowing how much wasabi to put in my soy sauce or asking for the teriyaki sauce without me asking shows how comfortable we are with each other. Even silences are not awkward but reassuring. Somehow without saying anything at all, we will still know what each one is thinking.
Such instances gives me renewed faith in our relationship. Its inevitable that there are rough patches and monotonous dullness at times, but I guess a lot has got to do with patience and understanding one another. And of course, putting God in the centre of it all.
Baby was discussing which place we should dine at for our coming anniversary. Any place would be nice if it ends with desserts at Original Sin!
The ever-animated HamSam.
Me: Why are you always wearing the same top on the same day of the week? You wore this top last Sunday!
HamSam: That's how cartoon characters are. They are in the same clothes in every episode. Just like SpongeBob!! *breaks out in a trademark SpongeBob laughter*
Its really hard to get pissed with someone so amusing. Its 24/7 entertainment when you date a real-life cartoon character!
Fun aside, I foresee myself being really busy the coming week with 2 netball trainings and reporting dates to meet.
Till the next weekend....
Ping
jeremy
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