Exactly 3 years or 1095 days has past since the day we decided to commit ourselves to each other. We've been through a lot of changes; be it different hairstyles for him or different way of adorning scarves for me but our love stays the same. It's just like the first time we've met. I've grown to love his goofiness and he's grown to love my ever demanding attention. Haha.

Just last weekend I persuaded him to meet me quite early so that we can have breakfast at serangoon road. Him being himself, he couldn't say no and obliged despite his aching and tired self. We spend the entire breakfast eating at two kopitiam! One was in front of mustafa centre and the other at norris road. I ate four chappatis altogether and by the time I reached three and a half chappatis I knew my stomach was about to put up a white flag. Haha. It was unbelievable but I finished it all though.

We watched 300, the epic movie of the Battle of Thermopylae between the Spartan and Persians. It is an adaptation of Frank Miller comics and based loosely on historical records of the battle. It was an interesting movie I must say and the six-pack abs was the cherry on top of the cream. We were so into the movie until we bumped ourselves with the question of: "What's the current name for Persia?" That definitely took us to another mind game. We even called up our contacts to ask but not satisfied enough we even went to library@esplanade to confirm. It was Iran alright. Haha.

I had so much fun with him. Everytime we met, it's like the first time all over again. I still felt those butterflies in my stomach. He definitely knows how to make me go weak on my knees without even realising it. I clearly have fallen for him time and time again and I wish for it not to stop. Thank you mr is for making me feel this lovely everyday.

I love you. I heart you. I miss you.