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martes, julio 11, 2006
He just called. It's after 10pm so this means I'm a very unlucky person.

Every night we talk for 5 minutes. I ask him about the next day's program, and he asks me how my day was. Then I hear someone in the background yelling "lightsoutlightsout!!!" and he tells me he has to go. We exchange our goodnights and iloveyous and then.. we hang up.

Armour is killing us.

Then again, we're really unlike those couples who can see each other almost every day, talk on the phone for hours on end, send smses and get reallyfast replies etcetc. I guess in a way it makes me treasure him more, and it makes me appreciate the little time we have together. I remember how in the notsodistant past, I used to wait and wait for HIS replies, stare dumbly at the phone and the MSN screen not knowing if he'd reply Now it's the waiting process happening all over again, but yet with baby it's different. It's waiting, but yet knowing that the wait would be fruitful. It's a silent affirmation and a quiet content in trusting that he WILL call back, he WILL reply, only that time stands in our way.

So even though we've got so little time with each other (and sometimes it really hurts when I need him but he can't talk to me) we're still as close as ever. I'm a real lucky girl to have found someone who's able to simplify everything and take away all the complexities in life. It's not the big thing that counts, but rather it's the million little things that he does that can make me smile. From the random and unexpected msgs at odd hours ("Yo! How's my baby girl?" 0916, 11 July) to the quickfire 5min phone calls, such miniscule gestures embody nothing but a stark, genuine truthfulness and sincerity. To sum it up, it's PURITY. And I know that's something he values a lot in life.

Well, just look at that girl with the lights comin' up in her eyes.
She's got to be somebody's baby.
She must be somebody's baby.

I'm one blessed girl.
Vanessa Lim 3:51 p. m.