his pretty friends

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
you make me happy
when skies are grey
you'll never know dear,
how much i love you
please dont take,
my sunshine away.

he is my sunshine.

and my sunshine has lots of pretty friends, of which are very 'in' and all that. say full on TB.. which makes me nervous when i met them, regardless of gender..

he's so popular, i'm so not.
he's so cute, i'm so not.
he's so everything, i'm so not
his friends are everything everyone wants to be, but i dont want to be part of it, i want to be me
but i want to be with him, we have so many differences sometimes!

but he still loves me, and i still love him.
weird how it all works out..

yesterday at the buddha festival i met a whole groupie of his friends, including ellie, his ex girlfriend
it was rather strange
we said hi, exchanged smiles and glances, and then she made a heart shape with her hands and said:
"you guys are such a cute couple"

i cant tell if she was being sarcastic or geniune because i was too light headed with nerves and adrenalin to notice.

but it was alright, i survived.

well from the beginning that night, i came late to southbank and was all full on 'ohmygosh i dont know where he is' and my friends didn't show up either so it was just me. meaning, if he wanted to ditch me, i'd have no one.
but i called him to ask where he was, and over about 5 minutes looking around and talking on the phone he said : "i see you" [ repeatedly ] and was happening to stand behind a pole which was right next to me
i am such a dork.

then we met up with his friends, left them, he taxed a light sword toy [ stole, in other words ]
soon after, we walked to the beach, i took off my shoes and decided to walk around in the water and splashed some water at him until he decided to take off his shoes, roll up his pants and come join in the semi-freezing water. we splashed around a bit lah~ and then i decided to splash a load of water onto his pants so he looked like he peed himself, and we just hugged and he held me in the water ..and we kissed a few times but shh..!

thennn the fireworks went off! it was so pretty... he held me, we watched the fireworks

soon after, we walked around, had fish and chips and hot chocolate [ mm..yumm.. ] and then met up with his friends again. until they decided to have a shuffle meet up in the carpark underneath southbank. but being me, i shyed away and decided not to go with them because i didn't want to talk to any of them and he came with me even after much 'they're your friends, you should go with them!' and he countered it with a 'i see them everyday, every week, and theres only one of you..and billions of them'

so we lay down on the grass and just lay there for a while...talking about the druggo trio sitting nearby and watching the stars and talking about ..i can't even remmeber now

but yes, until my mother called and told me to go home
emotions are so complicated, the feeling that came after that phone call telling me to leave was so mixed up all the little imaginings of 'i'll never be able to see him for ages after this, when will thenext time i see him? what if my parents saw me, they'd surely have a discussion about this later on'

but i'm sure my mother knows, she's not the type to let things like this slip so easily, i'm sure she knows, and i'm sure she knows that i know

but its alright, i got to spend..a whole 2 hours with him
which means a lot, considering we never spend any time with each other...
but i think i'm being too serious about things at the moment, i should just chill out and have fun.. but theres so little to have fun about when youhave a load of assignments to do

but it doesn't matter all that much whenever i get to see him

he's imperfect, i'm insecure, but i love him anyway.