I waited at the airport for abt 1 hr. The flight supposed to be touching down at 9.30pm, I’m afraid of the unpredictable ECP, I left Suntec at 8.45pm. Maybe it’s enthusiasm, my foot enabled me to reach the airport in 15mins. And his flight only touched down at 10pm.
It’s been a whole week not seeing my husband of less than a year, haven really talked to him as well. In the book “His needs, Her needs”- communication is almost the most important thing to a woman. When communication is lacking in a relationship; the woman will feel the discomfort a lot faster than the man. I guess that’s the reason why I feel a little uncomfortable seeing Hus. As always when he disappears for a while for whatever reason, adjustment is needed to his presence again. Weird! I do think I’m weird.
It feels odd, awkwardness beyond words. It’ll feels much better when you pick up a close friend instead of a love one I guess.
We talked plainly for the first few moments, but it gradually warmed up. Hus was tasked to go back to work the very next day. Not much time to really catch up, that’s what I meant abt our incompatible job scope and work timings.
I went out with Hus for breakfast the next morning and went to a hair salon to “beautify” myself which kind of failed badly when the hair stylist snipped off my long-kept fringe. Gosh, for the many months I put up with the growing fringe poking my eyes in my face… HE DID IT AGAIN… Although I was peeved, I remained calm and cool outwardly before I get on his nerves and do another thing wrong.
He was pushy abt his hair-care products and he kept asking me colour my hair, while I wasn’t an adequate consumer to push his product to… unless I could pay via CPF… hahaha. I was determined not to spend another cent in that shop, boycott it and tell pple abt my bad experience.
After the bad trip, I went to church for a song practice for the Sunday’s church 87th Anniversary practice… with the lousy chunk of fringe falling all over my face unkemptly. While I still look cool and calm on the outside, that’s me, Drey.
It’s been a whole week not seeing my husband of less than a year, haven really talked to him as well. In the book “His needs, Her needs”- communication is almost the most important thing to a woman. When communication is lacking in a relationship; the woman will feel the discomfort a lot faster than the man. I guess that’s the reason why I feel a little uncomfortable seeing Hus. As always when he disappears for a while for whatever reason, adjustment is needed to his presence again. Weird! I do think I’m weird.
It feels odd, awkwardness beyond words. It’ll feels much better when you pick up a close friend instead of a love one I guess.
We talked plainly for the first few moments, but it gradually warmed up. Hus was tasked to go back to work the very next day. Not much time to really catch up, that’s what I meant abt our incompatible job scope and work timings.
I went out with Hus for breakfast the next morning and went to a hair salon to “beautify” myself which kind of failed badly when the hair stylist snipped off my long-kept fringe. Gosh, for the many months I put up with the growing fringe poking my eyes in my face… HE DID IT AGAIN… Although I was peeved, I remained calm and cool outwardly before I get on his nerves and do another thing wrong.
He was pushy abt his hair-care products and he kept asking me colour my hair, while I wasn’t an adequate consumer to push his product to… unless I could pay via CPF… hahaha. I was determined not to spend another cent in that shop, boycott it and tell pple abt my bad experience.
After the bad trip, I went to church for a song practice for the Sunday’s church 87th Anniversary practice… with the lousy chunk of fringe falling all over my face unkemptly. While I still look cool and calm on the outside, that’s me, Drey.
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