I’m prone to severe gastric pain that lasts forever and a day if I did not get to eat on time.
3 meals a day; breakfast, lunch and dinner.
When Eddy and I started dating, he thought the pain was a one-time thing.
But boy was he soooo wrong.
The pain came so frequently that he freaked out.
He really thought that I had a ‘problem’ (which I constantly denied.)

So do you know what he did for me to overcome this ‘problem’?
He set alarms on his handphone everyday – 9am for breakfast, 1pm for lunch and 7pm for dinner.
He never fails to call or sms during this time just to make sure that I have eaten or eating.
Whenever we went on for our dates,
he would be like, “ Look honey! It’s your eating time now… “
(showing me his handphone)
“Let’s eat!”
-___-

And if I have not eaten?
He would bug the hell out of me to the point that I would readily give in just so he could shut up.
(You guys will never know how whiny and annoying he could be. Really.)

It suddenly dawned on me that I no longer have the severe gastric pain.
Thanks to you.
:))
Thank you so much, my love.
Promise me we stop fighting can?
I know I can be a hardcore bitch.
But I'm sick of fighting.
Just let me win next time round ok?
;D

I'm NuruLL.
20 April
Forever 21
msn:
juvenile_jade@hotmail.com
I'm just a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside a bitch.


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