Traveling for him is not such a big deal, as it is in his veins.
His pragmatic and critical thinking would often clash with my idealistic and emotional thoughts, but we always tried to strike a balance.
I was able to add some feelings to his once heartless views, as he was able to sprinkle his no-nonsense attitude on my carefree thoughts. His intellectual perspectives and my emotional instincts blended well and made us accomplish our short-term goals.
I made numerous attempts to get a job in Singapore, but I was never given a single opportunity.
Hence, I decided to stay in Malaysia for another two years—and this changed his outlook.
I hated it when he spent hours playing Dota and watching Dota videos on You Tube, and he despised it whenever I checked my Instagram or Facebook account every now and then.
He would get very fussy every time he had to wait for me at the airport for more than 15 minutes, but he would just annoyingly smile at me whenever I had to wait for him for more than an hour at the bus station.
Together, with his drive and my passion, we made it to five Asean countries in seven days, and roughly 50 European landmarks in 19 days.
Most importantly, we enjoyed just slacking off together, on the queen-sized bed I bought for the two of us, and our adopted teddy we named “Monkey.” Like a married couple we began sharing our short- and long-term goals.
In the evenings, we would laugh together as we get ensnared in a “Family Guy” marathon.
Our arguments usually stemmed from something ubiquitous and at times random.
Rihanna’s “We Found Love” explicitly defines how we started: We did find love in a hopeless place.