dolorous interludes.

i havent blogged in nearly a month. i dont even quite know how April slipped by me like this (besides the fact that i spend everyday with that darling boy of mine and everyday is always just as or more splendid than the previous day.) -smiles- lots have happened in April. i don't suppose anyone reads here anymore, which feels almost rather pointless having to update myself like this on this web diary, but i do anyway, in hope of my entire blog being printed out someday(just for my own pleasure; its hardly worth the read with regards to my grand audience- i mean like, have you seen what brilliant writing is?) Anyhow. Yesterday was my darling boy's birthday,(happy belated birthday again dear! i love you.)and i spent the day with him; it was the most wonderful feeling being in earnest preparation, eager to please and to adorn him with little pleasures and surprises. =) but this, i'll write another time soon, i want to write briefly of what took place earlier this month-- Tioman. (let's just be organised and do this chronologically, shall we.)

Went to Tioman for a short holiday from the twelfth to the fourteenth of this month. It was really beautiful, and being away from mainland for a bit is really quite liberating-- the luscious green canopies, the clear blue seas(and mind you, the different shades of blue make it all the more prettier!), the darkened midnight skies shining with the diamond stars, and the most majestic Kingdom down under, have you seen? i wrote a terribly long entry about my trip in my journal, but even as i write of it now, briefly, the memory lingers on fondly, and i feel myself almost immersed in the landscape once more, soaking every bit of nature's true colours. (and we wonder why the skies in singapore are almost always so cloudy and the waters ever so murky) i went for the trip with my darling boy and five other friends(thanks gen for planning! first materialised plan ever when it comes to holidays heh), and needless to say, it was a romanceful one, without the usual rowdy bustle and commercialised entertainment; it was the quietest and loveliest time spent with him, feeling the greatest sense of assurance because it was as if, it only existed the both of us on that little island of ours.

While braving the almost turbulent ferry ride, i thought to myself that my heart has never felt closer to Conrad's.
i had better start on "Heart of Darkness" before this effect wears out on me. heh.

posted by voyeur @ 4/23/2004 05:35:00 PM