IN THIS MOMENT

He and I share lots of those moments. We spend countless hours on road trips back to home. His home, but we've both agreed that home is where ever the two of us are together. There are serious talks and many silences that fill the gaps between us; but those silences aren't uncomfortable. Quite often, he reaches over to the passenger seat and grabs a hold of my hand and I feel like nothing can separate us.

I've become accustomed to the scent of his Bvlgari AQVA cologne on my clothes and the way he makes faces when I try to wake him up for work. He knows that when I become fearful of the problems that life throws at me, I seclude myself from everyone and yet he still forces himself in. It frustrates me that I cannot get angry at him for caring so much. He's the right amount of sugar to my cup of caramel latte. 

Last night, he came home late and I was exhausted, so I clambered right into bed and after a couple rounds of a word game on my iPad, sleep had conquered my body. Still half awake, I could feel his movements right beside me. "Babe, you still have make up on." he whispers and knowing that I was already too tired to get up and wipe it off, he got up went to grab my make up remover wipes (yes, he knows what they are!) and removed my make up for me. 

He then switches the heater on and slips under the sheets throwing both arms around me. He never fails to remind me that he loves me and his actions speak louder then the words. I once read a quote that went something like this: 

"People move on orbits so distant from one another. But sometimes they collide, and when they do, what a goddamn beautiful thing."

And I've started to believe that maybe he and I were a collusion. 

LAZY MOE'S

Chicken Parma and wedges with sour cream and sweet & sour sauce.

The RC guy and I had our first Lazy Moe's meal because he had told me about how big the portions are. This was the restaurant he headed to with his friends on the very first that I met him after the car meet.

Lazy Moe's portions are most definitely made for giants. I am not even kidding for I'm talking about three main meals can feed my family of six people of mainly males. They have a wide variety of menu selections to satisfy all sorts of apetites and somewhat a fair service of waiters and waitresses. Sometimes during the day, even though we've booked, they don't really take notice of us until someone impatiently gets up and calls the staff over. I think that's the only thing that has somewhat bothered me, that we had fifteen people and no one bothered to ask if we were ready but generally Lazy Moe's is fairly good. 

The menu has an interesting way of presenting it's food. In some ways you really have to be open minded about reading it otherwise it could offend you. 

STEAKHOUSE 66

I organised a special outing to celebrate a very special person's twenty first birthday. I took him out to New Quay, Docklands to fine dine at Steakhouse 66. I heard some very good reviews about the restaurant and never really had an occasion to fork out my wallet to step inside. 

This, however, was a very good opportunity for me to not only share these delicious meals with him but also have some quality time together by the candlelight. As we entered the restaurant, the waiters greeted and ushered us to a table for two by the window. It's a lovely view where the docks reflect the city lights. 

Image: ajhaysom

Docklands, New Quay and Harbourtown has a soft spot in my heart, not only is the place quiet and calming but also an area where the lights change at any given time. It's just such a perfect place for those who love to take photos. There's never a time where the light reflects in the exact same condition which makes taking photos such an exciting but challenging experience. So I thought why not share this experience with someone special through a meal, they always said 'the way to a man's heart is through his stomach' right? ;) 

We sat down and flipped through the menu, I could see his face changing and he looked really worried because the price was way above our normal prices. Steakhouse 66 is more like fine dining for university students in the price range I guess but you're paying for the quality of the fantastic service and food. 

He ordered a "Porterhouse Steak 280grams" with pepper sauce and I wanted to try out the "Mt. Leura lamb skewers, toasted pita, shaved lettuce, mint yoghurt" and a side of "crunchy steak fries". I really need to comment on the quality of the cooking at this restaurant, it's definitely medium rare and leaves just enough juice and tenderness in the meat for you to enjoy. It doesn't look like it's much according to the portions of the food but I can tell you that both of us were satisfied. Pita bread was toasty warm and a slight crisp which gave a different texture to the lamb and yoghurt. The salad on my meal was a really interesting mix, I really enjoyed it. 

WEEKENDS IN & OUT

Why is that weekends never seem to last as long as the actual week days? We all know the answer to that and yet still manage to complain. My weekends lately have consisted of nothing but school work and somehow I have managed to fit in seeing some friends and spend time with the RC guy. The RC guy has managed to even make that his official trademark and I'm quite surprised it actually fits in with his growing skills of photography and design. 

Not to mention, he is dating a media student who is naturally compelled to making her designs somewhat a lot more professional than others. (OH STOP IT YOU. *self flattery because I'm that sad) But on some occasions, these past two weeks, we've spent quite a fair bit of time together and although I am tired of sharing a very small bed with this fat pudgy panda beside me, I have become accustomed to his body warmth. 

It felt strange to wake up this Tuesday morning without him snoring beside me. 

'Good morning!' are the first two words that I say to him and although half asleep, and eyes still tight closed, he still manages to form a smile across his face. 

And I greet him with a kiss on the cheek. On mornings like this, it's always daunting to start the day because I know that sometime soon, he would have to return back to his actual home and that night I will be alone in the cold winter night shivering. 

We share moments where we believe that perhaps he's going back to the wrong home and maybe that we are inseparable. Sometimes, it sounds crazy enough to be unreal. He and I are like two wandering souls.  We are always on random adventures to nowhere and simply just enjoy the company of each other. 

We came home after I had spent a good three hours in the edit suites, editing a documentary for school. I made steak and we enjoyed a night in watching movies all day. 

That was our Saturday night meal two weeks ago, in the previous week however, after yet once again another Saturday spent in the edit suites, we decided to go out. This time dinning for two at Lazy Moe's in Maribynong. I must say large proportions for the value. Although RC guy did mention that my cooking was a lot more appealing, it wasn't bad for two.

We shared a main meal of chicken parma, a side of wedges to satisfy the previous week's cravings and a lemon lime bitter to which neither of us fully finished. 

The rest of the night we spent playing a game I like to call "Where's J?" I believe that may just be self explanatory where we go in search for our mate J. Drove from Watergardens to Noble Park, to a look out at Endeavour Hills and never ended up going to bed until 5:30am in the morning. I was wrecked for sure and that night I felt RC guy was exhausted too by the way he barely moved and snored. The poor bugger, lucky it was his long weekend in. Goodbyes came around on Monday morning and I felt a sudden rush of sadness up until now, but distance between us will make the time we spend together something I will appreciate more.  

I MET HIS FAMILY

I saw RC guy again last night. I can't help but feel so much at ease with him around. We picked up the gorgeous 86 yesterday and the stares we received on the way back to Geelong...my goodness I can't even begin to explain how much it feels like we're loaded with wads of cash in the boot. The ride was smooth and he seems to be over joyed by his purchase. On the other hand  I was more keen and nervous to meet his family. 

I haven't met a family whom have been so welcoming to me before. I am envious of their closeness...sometimes I look at other people's families and I want to crawl up into a ball and sob. I've always grown up in a family whom were distant...mainly because I am the only girl. I never had a soul to speak to and my mother isn't much of a best friend for me. To meet RC's parents was such a blessing, I met the people who raised a young man who had set goals in his life and knew what he really wanted. It was different and of course the good kind of different. 

They asked me how we met and his mama was just going on and on about how it was fate. I can see where he gets all his wise and cheesy speeches from. His mother is so loving and her heart is so warm, I could already feel her relentless blessings from the minute I walked in. Both of his parents were quite talkative and seemed happy to meet me. RC tells me that they're glad he's seeing someone of his own heritage, it just makes it easier to communicate despite the generation gap. His siblings seemed happy for him and I absolutely adore his younger sister. I guess these are the people that I may end up getting to know a whole lot better and will be seeing them a fair bit. This is something I've always looked forward to.

Geelong is a quiet town, it's not like Melbourne where silence does not exist. It's nice to escape the city for a while. At the top of the hill, you can see the entire town light up. One day I want to be able to stand there and capture the sun rise as each street light switches off and people leave their homes to get ready to start off the day. I've always wondered what it looks like to see the world move by from above.

IRON MAN 3

"Two tickets to Iron Man 3 please," both the RC guy and I walk up to the counters at Melbourne Central's Hoyts. "one student and one adult. Thanks!" 

Okay, so I've never been a fan of Iron Man 3 so I wasn't so much excited for this particular film. I think I kind of need to explain myself for this. Initially I always thought Iron Man was way too arrogant for a man who requires a suit to be "strong" and hence in Avengers he really annoyed me comparing himself to my hunky spunky Captain America. Everyone tells me it's his personality, well heck, did I not mention that I don't like arrogant people?

So I went only to allow for RC guy to pick the movie because everything else would be my decision. So here I was walking into the film with an open mind just incase it was an experience that would change my mind about IR. Turns out Iron Man wasn't so bad by the end of the film. The back story of his life really became something that changed my mind about him. He's a great guy but even with that armour he still isn't as attractive to me as a man who uses his own body strength ;)

But you're probably more interested in how RC guy and I spent the entire time in the cinema. Mind you it was our first date together and it wasn't as elegant as I had expected it to be. I could feel the tension between us as we talked during the advertisements prior to the film. I could feel that he wanted to hold my hand or put his arms around me. My goodness, the thought of it at the time made me want to laugh so hard. It was ridiculously corny and typical of every guy who took a girl out.

Even now I look back at it and I still laugh. The film begins and I feel a nudge from him. I look at him and the goofiest smile forms from the right to the left side on his face. I couldn't help but just return the nudge and turn away and I smile. I could see him in my peripheral vision just goofing off to himself.

We're both nudging each other and then he just grabs a hold of my left hand and entangles his fingers in between mine. A quick rush of blood comes flowing to my head and I am completely flustered, blushing in the dim lights coming from the screen of the cinema.

"Wait a minute, he is holding my hand. What the actual....?" was my reaction and I remember feeling that the whole way through the two hours we were there.

I never wanted it to end to be honest. I hadn't felt so apprehensive in a very very long time. It wasn't a fearful kind of state of unease but more of a "holy crap I got butterflies" kind of feeling. I missed that fluttering feeling, it had been quite a fair while since I felt that way. Throughout the film, I felt him always looking at me. He's the kind of guy who will spend an entire watching you do the things you do and still be in complete awe about you.

To this day, he still looks at me like that almost everyday I see him. I think both of us are still trying to get used to the idea that people like us exist and they are in our lives.

THE RC GUY

Story continues on...

So the RC guy is shattered after I left without saying goodbye. Yes, I'm one for dramatic entries and exits apparently. Welcome to my life, Cinderella style.

Half an hour later, I get a friend request on Facebook and a message from him saying:

"What is this? No goodbye hug or even a goodbye?" 

Cute. But what? Clearly I or something had done some major screw up to his head because I did not know it was anything near compulsory for me to even farewell him in such a way.

Our conversation never ended from that point onwards and I remember him smoothly slipping in the fact that he would be in Burn city (Melbourne) again in a couple of days and would really enjoy seeing me. Smooth.

In the wise words of my friend Joel, "you [smooth] motherfucker."

Cheesy boy.

I got to know this guy on a comprehensive level within three to four days and we were absolutely inseparable by text. What has the world become? Our friendship was technologically inclined. It was fast, instant almost and I could even describe the connection we had as two people were like that too.

I met him at a cafe in Fitzroy for our first date a couple of days later. I was nervous as hell and he didn't seem to be phased by that at all. Even now he claims he had fallen for me even before we met for our first date and that day was only there to formally "seal the deal."

He helped me bake 100 of these cupcakes for charity. Amazing!

It was generic. You know? The movie, lunch or dinner kind of date. But the conversation was flowing naturally and I really enjoyed his company. The RC guy was unbelievably genuine, I was surprised to find out that someone like him even existed. After my extensive history with some average males with some notorious habits and values, the RC guy became an idea way too good to be true. And I quickly picked up his habits and learnt to fall for this young man who ticked all the boxes of the perfect guy I would want to spend the rest of my life with.

Dinner at Pacific House, Victoria Street Richmond.

Here's the big bombshell, this young gentleman had been a friend zoned guy for most of his life and had been single for three years now. What? And so I considered myself the luckiest girl on the planet...in all of history. I saw him again in two days. It was interesting to see how comfortable we became with each other. I had never met someone who was on the same level on life values and really respected everything I did and who I was. It's been a month since and I cannot even begin to describe this feeling. It's foreign to me but it's a good and addictive feeling and I'm in a state of euphoria.

Mocktails at Dessert Box, Lygon Street. 

We actually see each other a lot more than normal long distance relationship couples do. He works long strange hours which make him unbearably exhausted but he never seems to be too tired to see me. I adore him for the fact that he even goes out of his way for it. His lifestyle, though packed and exhausting it may seem, really fits with mine. I work and go to uni and really struggle to find time for myself but he and I naturally compliment each other without over powering one another. He likes to drive, and I love random adventures. I think my strict asian parents have become so lenient by the fact that I am seeing a guy who really suits me, they couldn't even careless what time I headed home. I love that. It feels so right to be growing up like this. 

The 86, we just signed for over the weekend. 

There are so many more adventures that I will be looking forward to with him. It's something that I still have not grasped and I am yet to find out more about myself too. So to wrap it up, in the last month, I closed a chapter of my life and started a new book. One that's probably going to be called, Adulthood. 

Okay, more excuses.

It's been over a month since I last posted anything at all and to be honest with you I don't have a good excuse besides the fact that I'm struggling to juggle life at all. Surprisingly a lot can happen in a month. Let me run down the details to you in this long post that I'm going to write instead of doing my last and final assignment for this boring class based on soundtracks of films that I could careless about.

So let's rewind one month back. 

I was in the midst of seeing some guy, let's call him A. A for asshole, perfect. So it was going alright but I figured it wasn't something that was going to last so I never grew attached but yet, it was still a little heart breaking because I went out of my way for him and made time for him. Then someone from my past returned and some flames reignited and died within moments. So both A and this particular person left my life for good...or at least I hoped so.

I went clubbing for the very first time in my life. Yeah,
I. Mary, went clubbing. What are the chances?
What.

It was good up until I was pushed into a corner by some random guy and was forced into getting a drink with him and passing him my number. Eventually I found a way to escape after he tried to get me to come home with him... (Ok so excuse me for being so naive but how do you even do this every weekend and not get freaked out?) I found my friends again and after a good week of laughs about my first club experiences and harassing from Mr Club guy, I was set free. I can assure you I won't be returning to that nightlife for quite a while. But here's a photo.

I made a new friend, J. Now J is a very interesting person. He seems to always be bored but he's a great companion and has a very peculiar sense of humour. J and I went shopping and I got a job offer at YD whilst styling him on our shopping trip. This young gentleman now goes out with some very nice clothes. J took me to 100mm which is a car meet in Melbourne and we hung out with his mates. So imagine this; in amongst hundreds of people who clearly had some sort of interest in cars and then there's me; the girl who couldn't careless about what car as long as it got me places and was efficient. Yeah.

100mm aerial shot by Justin Sung Photography

So I was pretty much a fish out of water. And yeah I was abnormally shy and quiet just a few glances here and there. This scrawny looking guy with an RC in his arms walks up to J and I and smiles at me:

 "Hi J's friend." 

Friendly was my initial reaction but my first impression was:

"Ok. So he's some guy with an RC at a car meet and not his actual car. Fair enough." 

I intially did not think anything of this. Here's me being human and judging him. Good work Mary, way to judge someone. The RC guy then suddenly disappears and we part our ways. A couple hours later after walking around with J listening to him explain the cars and asking me "Can you get that for my birthday?" The RC guy returns back to us. RC guy turns to J and starts to make fun of him. Naturally of course, I like to tease my friends for fun so I join in. J just shakes his head and turns away in embarrassment. At this point, I still did not even know his name. It wasn't until later when we both sat down and waited for J to return after meeting up with a "friend" that I caught on what his name was. He knew mine, and to me he was just some stranger that I surprisingly got along with so well. He turns to me and says:


"So you into cars?"
"Uh... not really." I look down at my phone awkwardly.

"Oh... so do you study?" He continues.

"Yeah, I'm doing a bachelor of media studies. You?" I look up and I could see him surprised by my answer.

"Oh wow, that must be fun. Nah I'm a full time worker at SRS. You know the mince at Coles? My company does all that." His eyes lit up.



At this point I was completely stunned and to be honest with you, I was thinking this guy was going to tell me something like "I'm doing an apprenticeship in panel beating." or something along the lines of that mechanical trades lifestyle. (Excuse my lack of vocabulary terms for this sector in careers, I can assure you I have no clue.) And so the conversation continues for about an hour and I can remember we were both trying to find him a girl whom occupied a voluptuous booty and red hair. I remember thinking that this guy was so picky and kind of shallow for picking out a body shape rather than actually getting to know someone for who they are. Wrong again, Mary. So wrong.

Let's just say the day ended with me walking away without even saying goodbye. And that was it. That's basically my romance in a short post. Yes, eventful I know. I'm just kidding, I'll continue the story in the next post because I can assure you now, this RC guy deserves a post to himself.