When I was given the chance to get to know Big better (we were in the same group of friends in the office but we had our own lives back then), i liked him. He's 5 yrs older than me and I think I found the Kuya i've been longing to have in him. He's matured. He has been through alot in this real world that is. He enjoys a lot of things, most of them I enjoy doing myself.
Well that's the positive side. There are two sides of a coin, so the kuya in him also includes having someone to criticize your outfit (not that i take his comments by heart. I believe in my sense of fashion.hehehe) and someone who constantly bullies and treats you as a kid most of the time (these really i hate).
However, there are things that i only knew when we were officially together. Like his obsession for toys.
From time to time the toys varies from cars to techy stuffs but most of the time, they are just the usual toys (a.k.a. Toys for big boys...action figures..toys).
While we were waiting for the last full show of watchmen last week, we (as usual) dropped by the toy stores.
M: hahaha...hurry...look at that woman she is so *something*..
B: oh?where? (not looking away from the toys)
M: oh...never mind. She's out of sight.
B: wow these stuff are really great!you can do a lot of things with them.
(and i take a look at the toys...validating his comment.)
B: (looks at me and suddenly becomes aware of my presence) you were saying something ngay? (he calls me ngangay)
In times like this, do i really have to answer back? Maybe. But perhaps i have to take a few deep breaths -- slow and easy, smile and attack...oh i mean, answer.
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