9.47 pm Sunday night.
Listening to Wanting as I type. Had leftover chinese sausage fried rice for dinner. Dearest Jay was here the afternoon, sent him to the station before dinner time.
It's a pretty nice weekend. Except Friday night, as I messed it up a little myself. I was feeling tired, mentally and physically already by the time we met up. Anyway, we argued discussed about my future plans. Mainly because I was worried that my future plans would not progress in the most ideal way I had hoped it to be and that financially, I couldn't earn as much as him. And the other issues surrounding this. I have to say that if not for his rather high level of tolerance, he would either have killed me or left me already.
In my last post, I complained about him. Can't really remember now what it was exactly, but I think it was about how he failed to communicate with me effectively and/or me having to guess what his plans were...Anyway, I think he has been forced to considered my complaints and made improvements accordingly. We went shopping last weekend! And I had PappaRich for lunch! (these are some of the things I told him i had always wanted to do with him on weekends). And this weekend, initially I agreed to go with him for badminton with his friend and his friend's friends. But given the condition on Friday night, and considering that going for badminton would take away our precious time together, he happily (in front of me at least) said it was ok to cancel it. So this weekend after we had brunch with his best friend, he asked me what I would like to do/where I would like to go, etc.. We went to a toy shop in the city and spent some great time there checking out planes. He was telling me how to differentiate B737 with B767, etc..and now that every time a plane flies over (planes fly over my place every ten mins or so during peak hours) he would test me! To be honest, sometimes I had to rely on what I knew about an airline (did they have more Airbus vs. Boeing) to make an educated guess! I simply love listening to him teaching me about planes. Sometimes I can't help feeling so blessed to have found him. So sweet, so smart, so patient <3
So...I have known him for about 6 months now. And I still look forward to seeing/talking to him. He always has surprises for me. Yes, there are ups and downs. We do argue of course, and usually always it's me...I feel so loved just being with him. But I can't keep telling him how good i think he is. Don't want him to be complacent.
I hope I could write more. I hope I could write down all the sweet things he does for me.
As for work, I am very much inclined to stay in the academia, though it might be very little money for me in the next few years at least. But I 'think' this is what I want what I enjoy doing, compared to the world outside. I say I 'think' because honestly I am not 100% sure. And I think no one can be 100% sure. There would still be certain aspects that you hate about your job regardless of what you do. Hopefully there will be certainty soon.
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink, or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet their heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? (Matthew 6: 25-34)
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