It's 2:04am and I'm back from the airport, just sent Henry off on his Brunei army trip. He'll be gone for two weeks this time.

Well, two weeks isn't very long to be exact, I told myself this before the trip. After all we have been through longer trips and lasted, emerging safe, stronger and happier out of it.

I always tell myself to look on the positive side and treat his trips as time alone for myself, where I can really indulge in some 'Me-time' and treat myself to extra pedicures, spend my weekends curling up in bed with some hot milo reading a new book, and maybe try out some recipes I've always wanted to.

Sometimes it's really nice to take some time away from each other so that we can actually think about each other and miss each other.

However, undeniably there are some moments when I think about him and really miss him.

Last night, we reached the airport at 10pm. I packed a sandwich for him to bring onto the plane, just in case he was hungry.

As it was still rather early because he was only due at 11pm, we decided there was time to wander around the shops.

I really love the airport. Have loved it since I was young.

It is a beautiful place, bustling with activity from 24 hours a day, with tourists leaving the country and Singaporeans arriving and returning to their homeland. It is really a place of memories, if you think about it. Whether good or bad.

I also love the shops in the airport. (duty-free goods!!)

I enjoy exploring the shops in the airport, browsing at different brands of goods I haven't seen before and just soaking in the atmosphere, breathing in the quiet, calm and relatively still air from the lack of crowds.

So yesterday, we walked into a bookshop and spent some time there, just browsing around the books. I hovered around the Cooking section while he looked around. Finally we found our place at the Languages section where we attempted to test each other Cantonese and laughed at funny translations.

Some were actually really poignant and funny. Hahaha

Geez.

Anyway, yes, we spent some time around the bookstore, with me singing along to Aretha Franklin's Natural Woman and making him laugh. I like that song.

Then after that we went to meet his other friends and I kept asking, "Are you sure I look okay?" and kept adjusting my clothes, etc.

Because what if all the NS guys have pretty girlfriends and they laugh at him for not having a pretty girlfriend! I wouldn't want my boyfriend to experience that.

Then he said, "Yeah, don't worry. You look pretty, trust me. They will think, 'Wah, whats this pretty girl doing here?' and look at you."

At first I thought he was only saying that to make me feel better (WTH LOW SELF ESTEEM) but then I remembered that Henry only says the truth.

And sure enough, my worries were pretty unfounded. Not only did the baldies look at me, as there were not many girls around anyway, they ogled.

DAMN NS GUYS.

I have this theory about NS guys and why they need a girlfriend more than ever at this stage of their lives. It's because they are desperate for the feminine touch and companionship. Really. Imagine being enclosed and sleeping with 20-plus guys in a dormitory everyday.

Unnerved and uncomfortable by the sudden attention, I hid with Henry behind an obscure pillar and we chatted and had our final words before his departure. I looked down the railings and immediately saw Swensens and suddenly had this strong craving for ice cream on a cone.

I wanted to ask him to eat it with me (if only he could!) but then he was leaving soon. So I called my brother and Mom and invited them, offering to foot the bill.

And then I bid farewell to Henry and left, feeling quite sad actually. The sight of them NS boys saying goodbye to their family and and hugging their girlfriends was rather moving. Coupled with the silent atmosphere of the airport and it being late at night... The atmosphere was rather melancholic.

I decided I couldn't bear to stay any longer and feel any more dejected as I caught the last glimpses of him, so I bid goodbye and quickly left.

That was it.

I really miss him now! Geez I told myself that I wouldn't feel like this and now it is actually happening. Plus its only the first day.

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