In the New Year

In the new year (Yes, I know, still about 2 months away...)
In the new year, I plan to:
(In no particular order)
- Study more Chinese (Traditional)
- Study more Japanese
- Post my studies on my blog (here, as in, this blog that you're reading right now haha)
- Help people more with learning English
- Work hard so I can save money to visit my sweet boyfriend
- Work hard so I can get a raise/promotion... hopefully... maybe even transfer somewhere with a higher minimum wage haha
- Practice being a house wife - tidy up every day or at least every week
- Do well in my studies so I can get this school thing done and over with x_X

The Airport Scene

Relieved to have finally finished her twenty-two hour flight, she looked around anxiously for her love.
He had told her he would be wearing the black sweater of his that she found to be so handsome on him.
"Drats, it's no use, there's too many people here..." she said quietly to herself.
She lifted herself up onto her tiptoes and shielded her eyes with her hand.
Squinting her eyes, and with a worried frown on her face, she searched for her husband.
She leaned to the left, leaned to the right, then went back to the middle again...
Her beloved was nowhere to be found.

"BAH!"
She turned around with a look of pure fright which then shifted to utter joy.
It was her husband, her silly husband.
"Were you scared?" he asked jokingly.
An embarrassed look swept across her face, accompanied with a wave of red.
"Oh! Such a terrible husband! As an apology... take me to eat some steak!"
She smiled girlishly at her husband, knowing full-well that he would be happy to take her out.

Oh! She wanted to kiss him so badly!

And he also wanted to kiss her....
But, although they called each other "husband" and "wife", this was only their first time meeting.
In reality, they had met over the internet and had fallen deeply in love with each other.
By now, they had been together for a little over two years.

He could see a sad look to her face.
"Hey, Lao Po, what's wrong? Is it the heat? Is the heat bothering you?"

........ She had come to Taiwan from the States, and it was the middle of winter ........

"No, it's just...."
"What? What's wrong? You can tell me, you're my wife. Anything you tell me, I will understand."
His words were so kind, and she knew he meant every single bit of what he had said.
"It's just..... 我... 我...."
The words were difficult for her to form.
Over the computer, it had been so easy to say.
But now, here in person.... She felt like a stone had been lodged in her throat.
"我想....我想....."
She knew she couldn't just say it casually, she had to spit the words out as quickly as possible...
"我想親你一下!"

His face grew red, and a huge smile overtook his handsome face.
Meanwhile, though her face also grew red, she had decided to hide hers behind her long, dark, curly hair.
Oh, she was so embarrassed!
He placed his hands on her shoulders, and pulled her closer to him.
Although she wanted to kiss him, she knew she was still too shy to allow herself the pleasure of actually doing it.

"Oh, my sweet wife.... I want to kiss you too! But, you know... in real life, I feel a little shy and nervous..."
She smiled sweetly at her husband's words.
"Oh, my sweet husband, it's okay. Of course, I also feel so shy.... Maybe first we should just hug each other. Husband, can I hug you?"
She bit her bottom lip nervously.
"Yes, of course you can hug me. I am your husband, you can hug me anytime!"

As she leaned in to hug him, and wrap her arms around him, she could feel the emotion welling up inside her.

As she pressed her body against his, feeling his warmth, she could feel the tears start to stream down her face.
They stood silently hugging each other in the middle of the airport lobby.
She didn't know it, but as she cried against his chest, his tears were also letting themselves be known.
As she let her tears stain his shirt, his tears fell down atop her soft hair.
Once they had had their moment of relief, they composed themselves and released each other.

Toast for Breakfast

She was a hardworking housewife.
He, a hardworking and admirable desk person at a local business.
She kept the house clean, prepared lunches for her husband, and made sure dinner was on the table when her husband returned home from a long day of work.
He helped customers at work, made sure his loved ones were happy and supported, and helped her put the dishes away after dinner was over.
But today, today was different...

He returned home, expecting to open the door to a meal so carefully prepared by his loving wife.
However, instead, he opened the door only to find a hudled mass sitting on the floor in front of the sofa.

........ She always sat on the floor when she watched her dramas ........

A visible grin appeared on his face.
"Ha, so cute," he thought.
He walked towards his wife, expecting a startled "Husband! You're home early today!"
Closer and closer, he approached his wife, who still hadn't noticed her husband had already come home.
"Lao Po. Lao Po. Hey, don't you hear me?" he said.
"Ha, she must have the volume turned up too loud. It must be a really good drama this time," he thought.

He crouched down next to his wife and looked at her gentle face.
She had fallen asleep, and her drama was already finished playing.
He stayed still, and allowed himself to watch her sleep for a couple of minutes.
Then, he stood up, walked to their bedroom, threw back the bed cover, then walked back to his sleeping wife.
He lifted her in his strong arms.

Though she was sleeping, a noticeable smile appeared on her face at the recognition of her husband's warm hold.
He carried her to the bed, tucked her in under the covers, and kissed her lips softly.
He whispered softly into his wife's ear, "Lao Po, wo ai ni. Sweet dreams. When you wake up, I will have made supper for you. I hope you will like it."