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January 25, 2003
Hot Summer Nights
'twas so hot tonight that I cajoled Charles, Boon and Mich to go out for ice-cream at 2am. :) We drove down to Chinatown and finally found a 24-hour place. Had my coke float and cooled down drastically. I'm like a radiator. But I'm all heated up again :( I'm not kidding. I hate the heat. I mean it. Any way, the funniest thing happened - the people from news came to us and asked us to pretend to be drinking milk-shakes (precisely what we were doing!). They wanted to do a bit of news on people who went out this very night for milk-shakes/smoothies because it is so blardy hot. Hmm. Funny.
Anyway, this night, and I know, as will the subsequent few torturous days (It's gonna be 42 tomorrow), reminded me of that fateful day in San Diego. I was feeling just as terrible. You guys must understand that I'm extremely sensitive to heat. He was so nice and sweet to me that day because I was extremely irritable being in pain (as I am now) and he did make me feel better and more comfortable. I remember the entry I made at the old site about this. I still think about it. And I still miss it. And miss him. And wish he is here. BEcause I know he would make me feel better now. :) I miss my him. But I think this is the last summer I will have to endure without him, so I shall be patient. :)
I don't sound coherent. But if you hardly have had any sleep for the past week and are in a burning hell, you wouldn't either. :p
Thursday, October 10, 2002
I remember the day it hit 90s in San Diego. The day the sun and the temperature decided to do their routine Singaporean trick on me. I was perspiring and my skin was breaking into huge red splotches. The sun scorched me so badly. I was in absolute agony. He couldn't touch me or talk to me, because I just sat in his car, unable to move or talk, paralysed by the humid heat and the glaring sun.
We went about our usual day of errands before going back home. The cold shower I took didn't help much. Within 30 minutes, I was the acrimonious lobster again, the summer sun still glaring into the apartment at 7pm.
He then covered up all the windows and made the apartment really dark. Turned on the a/c at full blast even though he hates a/c, and sat next to me, with a sporadic brochure in hand, fanning me. Not saying anything, just fanning me and letting me watch F.R.I.E.N.D.S.
I couldn't be angry or bitter anymore. I had to smile. Because I know the weather was killing everybody too. So I picked up a magazine too. And the two of us sat on the couch the entire night, fanning one another.
Posted by lainey at January 25, 2003 12:27 AM
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So quiet lately. Any more comment please.
Posted by: whois at August 23, 2003 08:53 AM