Monday, July 26, 2010

Herman And His Martha.

Once upon a time in a valley far far away, there lived a young boy who went by the name Herman. Herman had a girlfriend named Martha whom he adored more than anything else. And every morning, Herman would make his way to class in his little toy car and everyday after class, he would run off to meet the love of his life. But this week was a little different from every other week. This week, Herman and Martha were both about to face their school's term paper at the same time!

Now on every other occasion, Herman would be the one to send Martha to and fro between her home and school. But Martha knew that her boyfriend had been burning the midnight oil for the past few days, living off coffee, striving to achieve excellence. Being the ever so thoughtful girlfriend that she was, Martha insisted that Herman stayed indoors and slept into the afternoon, saying that mother would pick her to class on that day itself, as she wanted him to have plenty of rest to recuperate.

So Herman slept, and slept, and slept.. and slept soundly until the very next morning. He awoke to a morning call from Martha. Herman had always loved waking up the the voice and calls of Martha. He adored how the morning would start off with a blissful good morning from none other than the woman he was so in love with. So upon saying their goodbyes, Herman dozed off to sleep once more. A half hour before Martha's paper, Herman slowly opened his eyes and reached out for his little toy phone and rang her up.

To his suprise, Martha that she was still stuck at home with no transport to school. Reason being her mum and dad were both unable to pick her at the appointed time. When Herman asked how she then planned to head to sit for her paper, Martha explained that she planned on catching a cab downtown to school. This left Herman feeling very, very cross indeed. Herman really loved his girlfriend and had always objected her taking such public transportation as he deemed it to be dangerous. He would rather drop everything and anything and rush to wherever she is than to expose her to such risks. And so he did.

As if the angels above themselves were controlling time at their pace, Herman managed to get Martha to school on the dot as scheduled. Relieved that they had made it in time and Martha did not get into a cab, Herman then made his way home to further study for his papers. Not long after, we find Herman in the school library, still burried in his books just minutes before his paper when he received a call from Martha. Martha told Herman her friends are her were going to spend their day in town and so she wont be able to see him till later in the day. Herman was sad, as he missed Martha very much and wanted to see her right after he had finished with his paper.

Before entering the hall, Herman gave his girlfriend a call just once more. As they continued to talk, the paper was about to commence. Herman said he had to go and bid Martha goodbye. Oddly enough, Martha did not want him to hang up, insisting he talk to her for a little while longer. Herman felt that it was weird of Martha to be saying this, as Martha has always wanted him to prioritize his studies, but he went along with it anyway seeing as to how much he missed her. As he talked and talked away, Herman heard a certain echo, an unmistakable voice from the distance.

Still unsure of what was happening, he turned around and gave a curious shot as he heard the familiar voice and her approaching footsteps grow louder..... AND! there she stood. Her unmistakably honey brown colored eyes, bright as ever. Her radiant smile that lit up every circuit in him. Herman was dumbfounded, stunned, amazed, shocked, WOW'ed, touched, moved all at once as he stood there in awe. Before him stood none other than his lover, Martha. She had bluffed him into thinking that she was out with her friends when she actually travelled all the way across town just to hug and wish him goodluck before he sat for his papers.

And that moved Herman in a way words itself could not describe, except that it was one of the sweetest things anyone had ever done for him. They kissed and hugged and laughed. Martha was amazing, she was everything Herman and any other guy could ask for. After all was said and done, Herman turned, a smile across his face, he was once again reminded, how very lucky he was, to be in love with a woman such as Martha herself, the best girlfriend in the world. And that day.. Herman walked into the hall with an air of confidence and completed his entire paper, smiling throughout the whole time.

Now what if I told you that the story of 'Herman And His Martha' was actually true? What if I told you that a person as sweet as Martha really did exist? That the boy named Herman was actually Ian Koh Xian Jian and that his girlfriend Martha, was actually Chia Yen-Yi. Would you not agree, the she is the sweetest, most wonderful girl a guy could ever deserve? Herman was more than contented, all he'd ever wanted was to be by her side. He was happy as can be. He loved his Martha with all his heart.

Goodnight dear readers.

- The End

Saturday, July 17, 2010

$$.SticksandStones.Telephone.ILoveYou.

No 1.
You are NOT going to spend all your money on me

You will not work during the holidays.
You will not stop drinking Java Chips.
You will not start saving on foods.
You will not berjimat-cermat on things.
You will not quit giving money to charities.
and
Yes you will work out on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays but with me :)

I state all the above simply because I love you and I do not want you to overspend on me unnecessarily as how you would feel if I did the same. You have given me one of the most amazing gifts possible already, yourself.

No 2.
Here's a sub-story entitled 'Sticks and Stones'

Now when mentioned sticks and stones, in my mind I see multiples of you and I. You're the sticks, slim and fragile like that, while I am the stones. Round, hard headed and never moving! Do you agree with me? I'm pretty sure you do. loves.

No 3.
I really miss you like crazy, especially at times when you're not here with me. So when I miss you, I tend to call you. So when I call youuuu.. PLEASE PICK UP THE PHONE BI :)) heheee.

No 4.
I LOVE JENN CHIA YEN-YI
X


Ian.K


Sunday, July 4, 2010

4/7 :)

And she said yessss! :) We are finally officially together once again! It was amazing to hear you utter those words. Im glad you're finally ready. I guess you brother is right.. miracles do happen, I love you babe.

And boy, did you give those judges something to take a shit and have a long think about. No matter what, you will always be a winner to me. You're beautiful.

It's still so surreal to me and it will always be. I look at you and i think about how we were when we first met, back then when I would use to look your pictures up online. HAHA stalker'ish maybe, but that's how much I liked you! Jumping a year and a half into the future, you're here beside me holding my hands, playfully slapping me and seriously tickling me half to death. I cant imagine it without you here, you're what sets everything into place in my life.

I never after everything, thought you could feel the same way again for me someday. And to watch you walk out the door smiling at me everyday, is something else I cannot get over. It always gets me smiling whenever I think about it.

Here lies another great story I have for you peeps. So baby and her friend Joseph decided to head from after their play in Assunta High School when SUDDENLY, they discovered what happened to be a flat tire, specifically the right front tire of Joseph's Waja. An hour and a half we spent, wrenching and jacking his car and its bolts but to no avail. Only upon the arrival of Joe's friend Ben, did we manage to change the tire successfully. After that took baby for carbonara at Murni's and then home :)

I conclude as of today, I learned the way to chance a car tire hands on! Now as for the most important part of todayee..

PUT NEW TISSUE BOX IN CAR THE NEXT TIME I LEAVE MY HOUSE


nuff said. I'm so sorry baby. I'll make it up to you. S2

From your boyfriend,
Ian Koh Xian Jian