My gf tengah perot sakit. She very the immobile so she sorta waddles around like an octogenarian stuck in a girl. And she smells like my grandma too! Not very sexy. But nvm, at least she's beside me. And that my friend, already makes this trip a great one.
So that's what I've been doing this past few days. Hanging out in Dubai on Bb's bed. Adventures on the horizontal front. No kinky stuff, no nothing. No, really. Just good, old-fashioned, boredom on the bed.
I'm feeling a bit off lately too. My throat's not helping, waking up to a very sore tekak every morning. Like someone's shoving sawdust down my throat every night. Maybe it's the weather. Or maybe it's Bb. But I'm drinking lots of fluids (and noticing little is being expelled) and I don't see any wood shavings anywhere. Very dry la here.
I conclude from my most recent (and limited) observations that Dubai is very much like Singapore. Only sandier but less humid. Take away all our greenery and replace it with sand and everything is very much the same. The roads are like a drabbier version of ECP along Changi. But with much nicer cars. Supercars are as common to them as Hyundai Matrixes are to us. Hmmm...maybe dat's y our beds see little action.
And there are works or construction sites everywhere. Consistent of a young nation flourisihing (been wanting to use this word for so long i forgot how to spell it!) into a regional powerhouse. Sorta like a male teen, very gung-ho, very eager to impress. And just like every other boy, this state of constant building and construction reflects how things get easily erected.
Anyway, back to Bb. She's having Acute MPPS (aka Acute Multiple Penyakit Perempuan Syndrome). You know, menses: internal cramps / wringing, headaches, stomach aches, loss of appetite (though I seriously think the latter is an excuse) etc, etc, etc. She tried explaining the aches to me, asking me to imagine but I cannot cos I haven't bled as much since my birth. And that wasn't even my blood.
We did go out yesterday thinking it should be ok once we're out and about but we almost exploded in each other's face and you know how inconsiderate the locals would think if we were to light up their oil rich country.
I should have expected it as Bb was seriously experiencing pre-menstrual pressure. And being the hard-ass that I am, I should have been more sensitive. Yes, we argued, but maybe it was inevitable looking at the impossible factors we're working against:
Pragmatic, Egoistic Taurean
VS
PMS Woman
No contest, Red-Flagged Women always win.
Tapi takpa,as I have said, yang penting is I'm here and I get to look after her. Cos apparently she's not able to do so herself. The bug's been onto her for quite sometime now. Since before my birthday. For some of you that's 27th April, so don't feel embarrassed if you forgot. I never turn down nice pressies. And by nice I mean expensive.
So as you can see it's me, The Bbsitter to the rescue. I should be paid lots cos I traveled quite a long way for a house call. And guys, if ur S.O. ever asked you to imagine how it feels to have menses, just give a pitiful, concerned look at her and shake ur head.
Arguing with her that she won't understand how it feels to have their balls caught in a zipper would not be a good idea, eventhough it does hurt a damn lot. I didn't use that point, though I did consider it, but I was wise enough not to think it aloud (Unlike some people I know). What if she wanted me to zip my balls every time she has her period?
Boy would I be angry and cranky and bitchy and frustrated and violent and crazy and inconsiderate and loud and noisy and whiny and curled-up-in-bed-helpless and, wait a minute…
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