slave-ing happily, maybe...

bebe's house "party" / gathering


present: camp mates


was preparing the dishes...


bebe's removing the prawns' skin,
while next to him,
i cut them into halves.


savouring the sweet moment,
i asked.


"will we grow old like that? :)"


"NO"


-___-


i was expecting a sweet yes in reply.


i exclaimed "WHY!"


"cos you will be alone preparing for me"


IRRITATING!!!!


"then u need to earn loads of money,
if not, i gonna work,
how to stay at home to prepare food for u!"


HOHO





they ate like little boys,
catching up on army stuffs.


goodness,
they were just few days apart and yet so much to talk about.


geez,
MEN.


i washed the dishes till my surface of my hands seems so not "tender" and "soft"
its so tight and rough.


but im not complaining.


cos it seemed to be the way i wanna grow old.


the things we did.


will we be doing it few years down the road?


working together to hang up wall decorations.


scolding one another good naturedly about the position and angle to hang.


me slicing the fishcakes,
while u teased me on how ugly looking they were.


you intercepting and attempting to slice them,
but ended up worse off.


your mum taking over and teaching us how to slice them,
and ended up complaining it's the knife that ain't sharp enough.


you ushering me to hang up the laundry,
your tops,
your shorts,
your amazing amount of underwear,
your overwhelming pairs of socks...


me hanging them up,
till my flabby arms ache.


but yet i can smile.


that's the way i wanna live my life,
not glamorous at all,
but a very simple homey life.


that's what i want.


to grow old doing things together,
even if its gonna be some shitty thing,
but as long as i have u as a partner,
everything seems so easy and so blessed.


i don't need u to be rich,
don't need you to buy me luxury items,
no Prada,
no LV,
no chanel,
no Tiff & Co.,
no flowers,
no posh dining,
but just you alone suffice.


when did i became like that?


i didn't even realise.


where did all the high expectations go to?


it all seemed unnecessary...


this is what you called,
growing up old ?

yesterday,
we trashed things out (sort of)


in return,
he gave me 6 words.


"zhuo yi ge xiao nu ren"