HAPPY FOUR MONTHS, BABY!
-throws confetti, blows balloons and all that jazz.


7 months ago today, you first called me on the phone and we talked till five a.m. in the morning.

6 months ago today, we took our first photo at Tampines Mall.

The next day, we had our third date at West Mall (I KNOW, I'M SUCH A LOSER).

And we kissed for the first time. And I fell in love with you then. You said you loved me much earlier but you still weren't serious about me, you big poo poo head.

5 months ago today, we argued because you said I refused to pick up my phone. And you didn't want a girlfriend from the East because you said it'd be too far for you to travel, you lazybum. And then we decided to end things while you concentrated on your ex and I concentrated on slogging my ass out at work. 2 weeks later, you messaged me after much pestering from your ex to give me another try (a little weird but I've much to be thankful to her for).

4 months ago today, I met your parents. Your dad approved of me and called me an "educated girl" (haha!). In your room, you asked me to be yours. And I jumped on you and said yes.

3 months ago today, when we were still heady with newly-coupled bliss, we made a pact in AlleyBar to "always, always work things out, no matter what".

2 months ago today, we celebrated my eighteenth birthday together and I gave you our first loveletter.

1 month ago today, we fought in front of your friends. I threw things at you, said a couple of mean things and stormed home crying.

And today? I'm at home baking cookies for you.

Heh. The course of true love never did run smooth. But who's complaining.


In your own words: "I love you, sweetheart. Let's grow old together."