As a malaysian, the idea of flying cars in the year 2020 has been going on since I was in primary school and yet right now the whole world is in a quarantine phase. Guess what, there's a pandemic happen and its starts from China called Covid-19. Not trying to point fingers but you know what you did China and I know this is some government bullshit on the world being over populated. Hence, we know which country has the most citizen and start it all. If the zombie apocalypse pandemic happen my 2014 self would be shit excited as fuck but I'm 26 now and over it. I'm gonna cut the crap about the world and talk about me, sounds selfish and its scares the shit out of me but I'm gonna take my mind out of it.
Who ever thought the girl who always rant about boys in her blog get married. I don't. Well for the first month it was difficult for me to take that reality. Maybe because for the very first time in 2019, I was really living my life whoring around. It takes like 3 months or so for me to really move on from my previous 4 years toxic relationship. I thank god I met my husband that early, because I was about to fuck my life real hard during that 3 months. Now we both can fuck our life together. So, about my husband..
Don't judge me but he's kinda my ex childhood friend. On my defense, I didn't know that they know each other and its not like I was looking through my ex friend list to get over him. We met through Tinder. Okay, you can judge me a bit but fuck you I met my soulmate there. The first time we met, it was kind of weird in a good way because we both are socially awkward and its kinda cute. First impression, well we both into different shit. You could see through out our dress up but we start to talk its starts to make sense. He's honest, awkward but cute, straight-forward guy, he got that bad boy vibe but he's actually soft, he act so innocence but trust me he's not and I love that the most about him. We officially get together a few weeks after that then get engaged a month after that and married in November.
Another thought that might be a surprise, I'm pregnant with his gene. Who ever thought that I'm fertile. I don't. We both are surprise with the double line but we're gonna go through this. Hopefully, we both can be at least a decent parents to our baby boy. Which this is another level for us in life to get ready with. To be an adult. Let me re-phrase that, a responsible adult. Again I am really grateful that I met you baby, you always make me feel like I'm the luckiest person in the world. I know its kinda hard for me to show my affection to you but I really do love you. I love that you appreciates all the bullshit thing that I do, I love how you could be so patient with my shenanigans, I love how you really invest yourself to the things I love to do. Thank you for being the most understanding, lovable and great husband to this annoying little brat. And one of the reason I update my entry is to tell myself and anyone who reads that you're the last boy I want to rant about in this blog. Who knows, if one of us had amnesia or alzheimer, we could read this entry again. Promise me that we will always do weird shit together till the end of time ?
