Happysteph

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Just had the best two weeks of my life ^___^

I guess you'll never know if you're a pro- or anti-PDA couple until, well, it happens. And yessss, some of my friends, family and several unlucky members of the public were witnesses to Sam's and my shamelessness.

Hwahwahwa. I saw him for 15/16 days that I was back in Msia. The one day was mommy-daughter bonding day when we went to get our hair cut. o_O

Thanks to all my kawans and family who made my 2 weeks a very fun and special holiday. :D Thanks for all the people who showed up for my belated 18th birthday party; whether you brought presents or not was irrelevant, your presence means so much to me.

See, I've became sappy lala chick.

But funny thing is I don't give a damn.

I was squirming around spread-eagle on the Sunway Pyramid ice skating rink attempting to make ice-and-water angels and all I felt was glee and happiness.

So much that people didn't even feel sorry or embarassed for my wipeout. They were laughing - and laughing WITH me, not AT me cause I was guffawing unabashedly the whole day. o_O

Hehehehhahaha. Not to mention I was wearing super-lala over-the-knee socks that I bought on a whim while shopping with Amanda. It was intended to be sleep socks for winter but mom saw it and made me wear it to go ice skating.

Needless to say, even the lalas were staring at me cause I definitely out-lala-ed them, if that makes any sense. XD

Funny thing is I can look like a total bimbolala now and it doesn't bother me at all. People can say and think what they want about me, but I know Sam would love me even if I were wearing granny undies so I don't give a shit anyway. :D

And mom and some kawans are so happy that I'm finally becoming more feminine - tying my hair, wearing skirts and short shorts. Shopping for 4 inch heels and earrings etc.

Some people scoff and say I'm doing this all for my boyfriend. Oh noooo I'm not doing it FOR him. I'm doing it BECAUSE of him.

Confused?

Simply put, I used to refuse to dress myself up nicely to impress a guy. I want that person to know and love me for who I am.

After going out with Sam on numerous occassions in my pajama tee and 3-day-old greasy hair and pimples, I can now dress up and take care of my appearance without fear of judgment.

:o Makes sense?

Maybe not, but I am finally secure with myself. Yi Ling can roll her eyeballs and brand me a lala now, but the fact is that I know what I'm capable of and most importantly, you don't have to look gorgeous to be attractive.

And for that, thank you dear boyfriend. :D

Since I was young, I never believed in dressing up to impress people (unless they're your boss.) If a guy never noticed you before, but notices you after a facial, haircut, makeup, wardrobe makeover and numerous personality tweaks, would you be happy with yourself?

I don't know about you, but I would feel horrible that people can't accept me for who I am, and only deign to take notice of me when I conform to the stereotype they like.

Nom. I can wear miniskirts and tube tops and don't give a fuck to all the naysayers out there. Don't like my collarbones? Don't look at them. My boobs not big enough for you? Grow some of your own and squeeze them la. Not my problem right?

Bwahaha. I am now in a happy place mentally, although I feel a bit emo now that I'm back in Melbourne and my Sammy is 7000 kms apart once again.

Leaving him physically is like going back to where we started from - chatting and webcamming online. I find something comforting in that, though I wish I could hold his hand and sit next to him all the time. :)

But it helps.

I love glowing. :D Strangers flirt with me in public and I find that a whole new experience that is very flattering. However, I find old men and uncles very creepy when they're eyeballing me.

You could say I'm age-ist. :)

There was this old man sitting opposite me and my boyfriend on the way home one night and he was just staring and staring so I looked away. Later Sam told me that they had some silent male altercation that I didn't notice.

Hamsup old man was staring at my bare legs, so Sam reached his hand down and caught his wandering eye and snapped for attention. They glared at each other...and the old man FLEXED HIS BICEPS.

LOLOLOLOL. SKIN AND BONE!

*flex flex*

Wah I damn scared omg O_O

Abuthen Sam is also a skinny bitch so if it came down to a fight I guess it's up to me to kick the old man in the testicular region. :)

Tomorrow is the second day of my second semester in uni. I have to wake up early to go to Vicmart to buy a dragonfruit. :/

And I'm still slightly groggy from the flight - couldn't sleep solidly.

So good night. :D