Penang, November 2009.
Yesterday, we went to the beach. The beach didn’t have white sands or crystal clear water. It didn’t even have strong waves. But we went together, we had sun shades and cameras and extra change of clothes. So everything’s good and dandy.
A normal guy would say: “I love you Baby!”
Edward Cullen would say: “You are my life now.”
Normal Guy would say: “I think I am falling for you.”
Edward Cullen would say: “The Lion fell in Love with the Lamb”
Normal Guy would say: “You hair looks like a haystack; go brush it!”
Edward Cullen would say: “Your hair looks like a haystack… but I like it.”
A normal guy would pick a random song from a random artist and dedicate it to you.
Edward Cullen would sing you a song he wrote for you while playing the piano.
If you die, a normal guy would find another.
If you die, Edward Cullen would kill himself because life without you isn’t worth living.
(“Well, I wasn’t going to live without you..” He rolled his eyes as if that fact were childishly obvious. “..but I wasn’t sure how to do it. I knew Emmet and Jasper would never help so I was thinking maybe I would go to Italy and do something to provoke the Volturi.”)
As you leave the house, a normal guy would say: “Bye, see ya!”
As you leave the house Edward Cullen would say: “Come back to me, love.”
(He smiled my favorite smile. “Hurry back to me.”
As you come back home, a normal guy would be watching TV and wouldn’t even notice.
As you come back home, Edward Cullen would be welcoming you by playing the piano with a song just for you.
(“I heard the music before I was out of the car. Edward hadn’t touched his piano since the night Alice left. Now, as I shut the door, I heard the song morph through a bridge and change into my lullaby. Edward was welcoming me home.’)
A normal guy would wait for you to make him breakfast.
Edward Cullen would make you breakfast everyday.
While you are both out for dinner, a normal guy wouldn’t keep his eyes off the sexy waitress.
Edward Cullen wouldn’t even notice the waitress was a female.
A normal guy, while driving, would keep one hand on the wheel and one hand on the radio.
Edward Cullen, while driving, would keep one hand on the wheel and the other attached to yours.
While far apart in different places, a normal guy would say: “I miss you.”
While far apart in different places, Edward Cullen would say: “It’s like you’ve taken half myself with you”
A normal guy wouldn’t care or notice if you had nightmares.
Edward Cullen would sing until your nightmares went away.
(“Do you want me to sing to you? I’ll sing all night if it will keep the bad dreams away.”)
A normal guy does it with everyone.
Edward Cullen only does it with one.
He’s just too much… but the guy has been living partner-less for hundreds of years so I totally understand. Edward rocks my socks!
p/s: I haven’t got time to write anything these days so I’m just ganna share lots. Spread the love.. peace out!
I had a very lovely chinese new year. Hadn’t had the slightest inkling of what’s to come for the holiday, but Desaru was f-ing awesome. The waves were big, the beach was sandy white with plenty of white lounge chairs. We swam, we sang, we danced under the stars, we played frisbee and ate cheezels at 12 am while watching Twilight on TV. Oh holiday, you should’ve lasted longer.
Hi there. We’re going into 3rd week of final semester. We’re doing good. We’re losing sleep, but not for work yet. We’re scared but we’re determined, like those crazy bungee jumpers at the edge of a steep hill. We’re trying to have all the fun, strengthen ties with all the people and beat the crowd to classes. Because this is our last semester in college, and suddenly we wanna do everything we didn’t before.