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Monday, December 08, 2008

i could still debate with you all night about how huge christmas trees are positioned in shopping centres; except that there had been a drought of them for the past 11 months. or sit beside you to listen to ridiculous jokes about shrink-wrapping machines, unopened ikea comforters; though your jokes have expanded to my clumsiness. i still trample all over my words and is not much intelligent. conversations about the weather and fossil fuels have been taken over by my angry work rants. i still am convincing you to eat though now joe's kitchen is helping me with it. i would still exterminate cockroaches that scare you like that day when we were taking a night walk with your dog down your block. i stopped trying to trick you with dead bats and telling you that they're rotten fruits that resembles the shape of a bat, because i would let you see them so you could cringe and then i could hold you. i did made french toast for you but you loved your own french toast better. i learnt sudoku from you but now that you cannot stop solving them on your mobile, i refuse to think and help you because they make me feel gloomy. we are still not having tissue paper every time we eat alone but i am glad for the past few days that you had them. my face is still default even though you try make me smile, believe me i am still trying to crack. i have not stopped biting my own nails, neither have you stopped peeling the skin off your thumb. you have convinced me that i am not tone deaf, and is now trying to convince me that i need to listen and follow the proper tones. a few hours ago, you appeared out of nowhere, knocking my door and scaring 4 other people. i still enjoy sitting close to you in car rides especially when space is a constrain but i would enjoy it more if it could be just the both of us, so i could kiss you when the traffic lights go red. i still could not care much about speaking proper english, but you roll your eyes now. your occasional lisp still amuses me though it cannot even out my speech anymore. i stopped liking it when you correct me but i like it that it bothers you.

these may not be entirely relevant now, but what relevant is the time