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Tuesday, February 14, 2006
maybe im the grinch of not just christmas but valentines day as well, why the fuck be nice to your spouse/partner only on this ordinary day labelled as love love day where everyone exploits our pockets which gives them an added reason to charge everyone more?

spent my morning at home looking for a job, found some potential ones, which of course i dont mind taking up, and perhaps tomorrow i might go down for the walk in interview. afternoon spent in darling's house watching tv till her mom came back then i got hold of JARHEAD, which happens to be almost every man's interest! "the army" kind of show. bleargh what do girls know bout army anyway, boys play with guns, bow and arrows, extreme sports, and girls play with barbie dolls, nail polishes and stuff like that. i'm not saying that it's anything bad but just that we dont understand why each party does such stuff... all i know is that darling looks YUMMMMMMMAAAAY with or w/o makeup.

evening we went for dinner with her parents at adam road hawker, i couldnt finish up my food, so unlike me though, lately been losing alot of my appetite. strange, but i can't be bothered, anyway i'm not a very health conscious person nor am i crazy over how heavy or how light i am not that im saying im either though, all i know is ive got a dick 2 testacles 2 nipples pair of eyes legs arms 10 fingers a nose mouth and pair of ears plus messy hair.

after dinner went over to her grandparents place, ewwwww, quarrel fight quarrel fight thats all they do, baby i promise when we're old we won't be like them or at least i won't treat you like that =) we'll be lovey <3 dovey all our life, mean definately we'll have fair share of fights and quarrels but i'd never wanna leave you. cause you mean so much to me now and you'll always mean much more to me in the future.

i love today, it was plain simple sweet. you did your work while im there, we had our share of fun, had a good laugh with your family, got scratched by that rascal puppy =)

love chich

7:07 AM