He is a stranger to me. I supposed why i am so less talking myself. All our chatter were about money, have u had lunch? dinner? , where are you going?  I found it difficult to communicate or rather felt boring. All the answers He gave were a sentance, no more. It felt like being questioned rather than chit-chatting.I am always the one who ask a different kind of questions than the topic i mentioned above. He have a huge knowledge inside his head, He just don’t know how to share. That eventually effected my poor of sharing some of my thought with my friends. Or should i say poor in communication. yeah! that’s my theory though. Dinning table is usually a place where family gather and chat. We only have one chance in a year to be gathered in that situation, reunion dinner. Other days no chance of seeing us together in one table. Bcoz we prefer to sit in front of the TV set to eat and at the same time watch. hehe. He is the only one who would have his every meal on the dinning table. To be a role modal i think, but we prefer at living room….sometimes, if everytime, i cant imagine how many pounds i have gain with a lifestyle like that. haha. I can’t deny that i love travellig with him. Inside the vehicle, i was like a curious child ask ‘what’s this; what’s that’ Silly to think of it that this should be done long years ago when i was a child. It’s actually true that i didn’t get a chance to ask when i was small because i was still a kid, quiet or can say passive kid i was back then or maybe im busy playing with my dolly. hehe. I hardly remember the time we spent together back then. I saw an old photo of me sitting on a swing n He standing behind. Pushing or swinging me. That’s sweet. I wish someday somehow that someone special will swing me. lol(embarrassed)……

I love He