I wish I could take pride in the ability to unearth our past 6 years together from the recesses of my brain. Sorry, but I couldn't. But if it's any consolation, I do have memories of select events and how I felt in them. I'm sorry you don't have a more able-brained girlfriend. What you have is someone who has inexhaustible supply of love for you. Cheesiness, aside.
I couldn't, for the life of me, remember the last time we were utterly cheesy to each other. Like posting love messages on each other's Facebook walls. I cringe inwardly at this horrendous thought. Some time in the past 6 years, we (or I) have gotten over our penchant for public display of affection. I guess that's not us anymore.
But while the initial "i-want-to-let-the-world-know-how-much-i-love-you" phase is now over, I'm happy we are now in a comfortable, secure with each other's love phase. Really now, I didn't mean to make our relationship sound boring. Far from that, actually.
Well, thank you. For sticking with me all these years. I know I'll never be able to find anyone else who is more than willing to listen to me go on and on about how Damon was so freaking cool in the last TVD episode or how Peeta lost his sanity from incessant administration of trackerjacker venom. I know you never really had a hero complex but I'm still glad you killed all those cockroaches that dared cross my path.
In the next 50 years or so, I still see you and me.
You who are quite adept at being fashionably late will still probably drive me nuts, and me with my blabber mouth will still probably grate on your nerves. Oh wait, you don't have nerves. I never get on your nerves. You were always the patient one. I was always the...erm, unstable, and the nag. We'll probably spend a lot of time bickering and arguing, but really, I wouldn't want it any other way.
While other guys are scoffing at girls wearing vintage clothes, you were there supporting and encouraging me on my vintage clothing interest. You don't mind that I like wearing shin-length skirts and button-down tops. In fact, you egged my fashion preferences on, even gave me clothes from your family's long-forgotten clothing chest, and for that, you are indispensable in my eyes. *o*
Let's weather all the odds in the next coming years, decades. I want us to grow old together.
Myk's Fried Shrimp in Creamy Garlic Sauce and Veggie Side Dish (I should've focused the shrimps)
My hefty serving of Spaghetti Bolognaise
So yeah, we just turned 6 today! yay!
I have to commend Myk for waking up early just to spend the day with me. That alone is enough of an Anniversary gift. We were hoping we can go out of town or something but we are firm believers of comfort and being caught in the thick of vacationers going back to their hometowns is not our idea of comfort.
Instead, we just opted to watch a movie, have lunch at a nearby resort and pig out. It was fun!