Its Valentine’s Day; the overrated day,thats what we call it.
Can’t deny that its an extremely normal way to feel all excited about it during the first two years,then slowly it just becomes a day to receive presents,exchange kisses and remind each other; hey its another year.

Just like any other girl, I love the whole today I am meant to be loved wtf but the hype of the whole Valentine’s Day ordeal only lasted for two years. Guess there’ll come a point when you realize that you’re so comfortable in the relationship (like our parents?) where you start appreciating everything else on a day to day basis. Have no expectations,and you’ll love everything when it falls into place.

The Keeper is probably one of those man who you meet who’s quite a people person, cold dark eyes like a vampire (grins!) and with a smile that kills wtf. He’ll never strike you as a romantic person but I tell you those random phone calls during the day that suddenly talks about very serious statements like what is my wife doing or funny statements that constantly makes you feel needed without being dependent.

Our phone conversations starts off with a morning call to start off the day from me because I’ve been waking up late lately; sounding like a little girl over the phone (i have very high pitch voice) with a little just woken up from bed husky voice. I love how he adores the darnest things that I say, or even when I yawn followed by a burp; he’ll tell me “so cute lah you baby” wtf. Judging from how we portray ourselves, we seem to find that sort of comfort in engaging so much with how we feel about each other. Come on, multiply the number of phone calls by four years worth of dumb conversations!

I’m kinda happy that we still joke and laugh about the dumbest things, thats the beauty of growing up together as a person and a couple; that sort of chemistry is hard to come by. Nobody can ever make sense out of how two people can meet every single day without getting bored of one another for the past four years plus. We talk like buddies because I’m so dumb at times and he laughs at how I come up with the dumbest statements.

I only started blogging during the second year of our relationship; you’re obviously my source of writing inspiration here as MissyCheerio. Its funny how I don’t exactly fall into a certain blogging niche and still have one thousand of you here on a daily basis; perhaps everybody finds a piece of themselves in someone else. Celebrate your present, and congratulate yourself from graduating from the past.

Whatever is it, dearest Alvin who’s probably known better as the Keeper here and doesn’t read my blog; I love you. Thank you for your undying love the way you held on to your words that you’ll never stop loving me, you love my flaws and you appreciate the things I’m gifted in; you single handedly brought out the best in me. The best part of all this is how you met me when I was at my worst, and still loving me so unconditionally over the years. For all the times I’ve brought tears to your eyes, for all my growing pains which has affected you, and for all the awesome love we’ve shared; I thank God for having you.

Because of you,you made it all so easy to write about. It took me barely 15minutes to write this,because its like this constant flow of energy made out of love wtf that never runs out of battery. I LOVE how different we are,you love how different I am for the fact that I don’t smoke & I can’t drink, for the fact that I can write and you can’t, for everything that conforms within the life we’ve built around each other.

Cheers to the 5th Valentine’s together darling.
This year I’m turning twenty-two and you’re hitting right mid-twenties HAHAHA.
FUCKING OLD ALREADY

Video taken on Valentine’s 2008.