On The Fourth Floor

September 2nd, 2007

as i write this, i am currently in the lounge of a bus en route to singapore. that 20 minute break at a random rest-stop off the highway has come and gone like the pack of M&M’s i bought, so there’s about 2 and a half hours left to my trip. cant wait to get there and see the look on Martian’s face. haha! surprise, baby! i couldnt not be there to move in together with you.

i’ve forgotten how fun it can be to bus sometimes. i swear i’m getting sick of airports and waiting for my bags to chug nonchalantly down the baggage carousel as i tap my foot impatiently, sick of immigration counters and early check-ins. of course the comfort and shortened travel time is something you give up when you decide against flight, which i must admit has swayed me into flying that profligate KUL-SIN route a couple of times lately, but 800 bucks for some extra leg room and a saved 90 minutes is way not worth it.

the bus is great - it is only on this trip that i’ve discovered there’s actually a lounge at the lower deck with plugpoints! which means i can use my laptop and get some work done! and that there’s a little bathroom as well. there is a guy in the lounge with me who is reading ‘God Is Not Great’ by Christopher Hitchens. how interesting; i want to ask him how the book is so far and what he thinks of it, but the room is too quiet for that. someone needs to clear their throat or something.

2 more hours or so.

7.42 PM, Friday

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i walked past two room service trays before i got to the door. i had the keycard in my hand but i didnt want to use it. so i sat down in the corridor, with my pink backpack and a pimple on my chin, and rang his hotel room. i could hear the ringing coming from inside, and blushed at how well the sound traveled.

he picked up the phone and we talked for a while. he was bleary from sleep and i chirpy from excitement. it took great willpower not to just blurt out ‘i’m here!!!!’. i was already so impatient from the 1 hour of delayed arrival, and simply felt like i could not wait any longer to throw myself in his arms and be given many Martian kisses. do you miss me, i asked. yes, he said. then come out and get me cos i’m outside your door, i grinned. dont do this, he sighed. we pingponged back and forth before he finally believed me enough to come to the door.

i threw myself in his arms and was given many Martian kisses.

11.48 PM, Friday

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i am now lying on my stomach on the floor of our new apartment timidly leeching unstable wifi off a neighbour who is kind enough to not password protect his network. we moved in yesterday and the apartment is gorgeous, it really is. cant wait to go shopping for furniture and accessories. and kitchen utensils!!! wooden spoons and cute muffin trays, here i come!

after unpacking, we went grocery shopping at Paragon. haha i put in the cart all these cookies and timtams and doritos and other junk food that he kept frowning at but bought for me anyway. i swear one day i will convert him to the love of all things unhealthy! he started with me. hehehehe.

no lah actually i’m very good for the health wan.

Martian just woke up and is now lying on the floor with me. we’re Facebooking and i’m showing him some pictures i took, while lying on the floor still and holding hands. honestly, nothing gets better than this. i could stay here all day, but Martian is hungry and wants to go out for lunch. now he’s bugging me to go get changed =(

some pictures of the new apartment :


the living/hall area


Mr Mover carting boxes into my room :D


Martian trying to figure out the curtain system


kitchen


kitchen again. cant wait for the cooking and baking to start :)


Agent 2 showing Martian the built in refrigerator! next on the agenda, built in wardrobe!!!


not helping to unpack


trying to fix up the bed


tandas


it is a goat, not a vulgar hand sign -___-


i swear my picture doesnt do it justice, but this is a really long shoe cabinet!!!!!!!! where i can put all my shoes!!!!!!! so my mother cant steal them anymore!!!!!!!! if there is one thing that convinced me instantly to move in with Martian (well besides the fact that i love him and he’s my one and only), it is this shoe cabinet.


the pool at the roof


the spot where i precariously leech wifi


Agent 1


the art that has followed Martian around malaysia, hongkong and singapore


my room has the bed for now, haha. so if he pisses me off anytime soon, i can kick him out and he will have to sleep on the rug. cos we dont have a couch yet. HAHA!


the bed and the view from my room. his (our) room’s view not so nice cos it overlooks a construction site.


=)

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