
I have to admit that in recent days I find myself getting more and more short tempered, with Haikal being at the receiving end. This, amongst other things, have been the cause of many petty fights between us which could have ended what we shared (almost did), but fortunately we managed to rescue what we could and are now in the process of mending things :)
On that night where we sat at the steps behind the bus stop talking everything (well, a lot of things) out, it hit me yet again how precious the truth, and trust is. In many ways, Haikal and I have been keeping our negative feelings and thoughts of and about each other from the other party, in belief that by spilling light on the darkness, we would cause grievous hurt to the affected persons. Little did we realize that by harboring these thoughts to ourselves, our actions towards each other are gradually affected as all the negativity piles up within us.




In my quest to have exciting, out of the box dates, I have overlooked the small things that used to make us trippy-happy and contented. I now realize I miss lazy Sundays around the neighborhood, having an uber long prata session, walking about aimlessly with camera in hand, or just popping by the neighborhood arcade playing as how the children do.
And I definitely, definitely miss him blushing *inside joke*.

As a solution to end all our silly arguments happening consistently the past few weeks, Haikal and I had a no holds barred talk and as mentioned, we managed to come out stronger then before, Alhamdulillah. As a ‘peace offering’ (hehe), he decided to take charge in planning our 10th Monthsary.
In the morning, he had woken me up and told me to dress light as well as to bring along the straw mat that we had collectively bought to use during our outings. Being told this information, I had already assumed that we were heading to either the Botanic Gardens or any of Singapore’s beaches. And I was right on the dot, as he gleefully ushered me into the park.

Looking at the amount of effort (or rather, lack of) that I have been putting into the blog these few weeks, it remains but a wonder to me that there are still some of you lurking around. And it’s an even bigger amazement to still receive emails of encouragement from netizens whom I know naught about :) Love love!
On a related note, my procrastination could very well be my downfall. I have a ton of emails dating a MONTH back to clear; both blog-wise and personal, and I swear every single time Windows Live completes its loading, all enthusiasm to reply emails and comments had sauntered out the door and I think, to the neighbor downstairs. Karaoke in decibels not meant for public consumption at anytime of the day? That’s them alright. Sometimes I seriously wonder where they keep their sense of consideration. Stuffed deep in the recesses of their ears perhaps? What else could explain blasting Dangdut at midnight?
Anyway, I’ve been toying with the idea of quitting blogging altogether as it’s been months now that I feel like blogging has lost its appeal. I no longer feel the intense desire and need to jot down every minuscule details of my life the moment I get home, preferring to snuggle in between covers with the boyfriend on the other line, relaying my day to him. Less effort, more comfortable and I don’t have to keep tabs on what I say.
So this will be my last entry on Fingersdontfing.com, and I love all of you, and I promise that before I get lost, I will reply all comments and emails :) I guess, it’s the very least I can do for all your wonderful support and love-pills you guys have prescribed to me all these time!

Wow, it’s been more then a week since I last blogged isn’t it? Kekeke… It takes so much time and energy to turn on my computer after long days out that I really just can’t be bothered to edit pictures or write anything. Weirdly though, I’ve been penning my thoughts using ye ol’ pen and paper, which takes much less of a hassle (but at the sacrifice of aesthetics, seeing how fugly my handwriting is) kekeke.
Ah well, since I’m quite sick of editing pictures for work and am rather pleased with the pictures the boyfriend and I took with the Lomo Fisheye during our trip to Sentosa yesterday, I shall squeeze in some time to blog about the fantastic day out we had, albeit it being a short one :)

You are tall,
I am short,
You have curly hair,
I have not.
My love is eating,
Your’s is fashion,
I am snappy,
You are patient.
You go to school,
I head to work,
I think I’m average,
You think you’re berg.
(can’t find another word hehe).
We have our differences,
In a bazillion trillion ways,
But yet we’re here,
Together,
Hearts intertwined
In Cupid’s gaze.

Quite some time back, since I was so damn bored with the normality of life, I managed to psycho the boyfriend into doing something just for the cheap thrill that it may bring. $20 in hand, we ransacked Beach Road and bought all the silly little camp-ish things; messtins, hexamine tablets and a little portable stove, amongst others.
Then we headed to Giant (the hypermarket) and bought all the nice-to-cook, good-to-eat stuff, like packets of Maggi, a tin of Campbell soup, a whole tray of eggs and such. After rolling out our mats on the grass (at East Coast lah, where else kan?), we started our little ‘adventure’.