58th

Lawrence and I at Serendra, the place of the opulent few

Today is our 58th monsary (monthsary? whatever!). I don't plan to write him a letter because I find it too awkward, I don't know why. Yeah, I am a writer, but that does not mean I'll do everything in written format. Haha. Actually, even when I was still studying, I prefer activities involving public speaking and oral graded recitation because I feel that I could still rebut my statements whenever I think they are wrong or I could say better than those. I remember during our school days, Lawrence would tell me to write him a letter once in a while because he found it sweet. Eew?! Ahahaha. I'm sorry Men, but I really find it baduy.

I never thought then that there would come a time so soon that we would be neighbors and see each other everyday. Now, a day isn't complete without seeing each other. I also never thought I would be mentioning his name often in my blog. I thought only Jam, my officemate, does it. Ahahaha.

Lawrence cooks well, I swear, and gets mad if I don't eat every thing served on my plate or if I don't eat all the food he has prepared. So basically, he is one of the reasons for my non-decreasing-weight.

He chooses nice clothes for me. He texts me every afternoon, "Are we gona meet later?", as if it still needs to be asked. Haha. He fetches me whenever I feel dizzy or weak from office. But he always puts his heavy arm around my shoulder whenever we walk, so a day is always ended up with my complain on that burden. Haha.

I usually tell him we are so happy these days that we are now too much dependent on each other. What if time comes when we need to part ways due to career demands or family decisions? Oh well, by then we just have to be prepared.

Wedding Bells and Long Table
Definitely not soon. Unless otherwise he becomes a millionaire or either of us is already a regular employee of a real estate company. A car is also a requirement for my soon-to-be-husband because I always tell him, "When I get pregnant, never allow me to ride the MRT or tricycle."

I also tell him we must enjoy to the fullest the unmarried life. Yes, it is also a must.

Men, I wish us good health and security always, so as our families. I love you. Naks! Ang cheesy!