Looking For Love

"Unfortunately we are raised on those fairytales and even if we are sophisticated, educated, intellectually evolved human beings we still, in the back of our mind, think that Mr. Right is going to come along and we are going to live happily ever after. In the front of our minds we keep getting reminded it's not true and in the back of our minds we keep thinking it's true so we keep getting disappointed. It's a paradox - you want it, but if you have half a brain you know it doesn't really exist."

Madonna

She's so right about this. We know we want it and we know it'll hurt and yet we are still so crazy about it. Isn't it a mad way of life?

Why Bother To Ask The Obvious?

Festive seasons and weddings are supposed to be happy occasions for everyone except for the singles. We dreaded to meet our relatives and friends during those times. These people really dampen our mood with some dreaded stuffs.

The mood spoiler?
"When is your turn...to get married?"

Why bother to ask when it's so blatantly obvious? Obviously, there'll be announcements and invitations given if the event in question really takes place. These people has nothing better to say?


Next time I will ask these very same bunch of people at the funeral the same question. "So, when's your turn?" It's obvious that you are bound to die sooner or later right?

Angelina Jolie trips and rips her glamorous gown at LA premiere of her directorial début

There are two type of people that will click on this entry. First, people that enjoy seeing others suffer and lastly Angelina Jolie fans who's genuinely concern about her well being. I love Angelina Jolie and she's my role model. She earned crazy amount of money and she also donates crazy amount of money back to the society and all the charities works she did. A bit concerned until I started to read about it. Just a minor problem and my goddess is absolutely fine.



It's amusing how people dwell on others suffering in search of some short term fix for happiness like some sort of drug. Then the cycle will repeat all over again. They'll wait and they'll pounce on their victim like some beast preying on its victim. Followed by loud laughter's, that sounded like the hyenas. Disgusting.

Just like what happened to Britney Spears, she was at her peak when her whole world crumbled upon her. I bet a lot of people has been waiting for that moment. Applauding and celebrating the fall of Britney. Poor girl, the paparazzi hounded her and everything was against her. And the world loves to see a failure. They just love to see people fail.

Back to Angelina Jolie, can't the tabloid find a better news to report. Couldn't find anything negative or flaws to report hence the tripping gown headline? Or are they just hoping badly to see Angie falls flat on her face?

Feeling Good With Shorter Hair

When my hair was super long, I always told my stylist please trim just a little bit, a tiny bit will do. It took me years to gather the courage to chop off my hair. I always thought I look horrendous during my school days with short hair and pimply face and also guys prefer girls with flowing long hair. Well, to hell with the latter. Who cares what the guys think? If they like flowing long hair so much, they can watch 'The Ring' DVD over and over again. There's a girl with very long hair in it, the ghost that is.

Long and dark flowing hair.Isn't this every guy's dream girl.




Now, it's a set of different instruction for my stylist. Short and shorter! Short hair made me feel empowered. I don't feel being tied down by some unseen enigma anymore. I can't explain the kind of feelings that comes with it but it's something to do with being liberal.



Feeling good come with some perils though:

Just gimme the damn bill, I don't want to see how much I paid for all those bleaching, treatments, colorings and what's-the-name-of-the-oil that you added for me. Don't anyone dare to ask me either.



Look at all this hair products! There's some clay, then some pomade and this powder thing called Dust It that helps your hair stands without having to tease them. Believe me, I had so much fun playing with it.



I think I'm going to ask for a even shorter style after this.

His Name In The Obituary

His name was in the obituary and I can't believe my own eyes. I never had any special feelings for him but we did had some wonderful times together as friends until I sensed something amiss, that his feelings was more than friends for me.

The worst thing I could do for him is to banished him from my life the same time that he confessed what I suspected of him and during some difficult time in his life. I just don't want to be that person during that fragile time. I know I was cruel but it was for the best interest of everyone.

He told me that he likes and he cares about me. No one could never imagine that they would get such reply for liking someone. My reply ? " You frightened me. I don't want to see you again until you find yourself a girlfriend. Goodbye". It was curt and rude. I didn't know what got into me that made me said that. Why can't I do it gently? Our paths crosses now and then ever since. Well, I always felt awkward around him. Maybe it's my guilt.

The obituary was just a dream but the incident was real but the feelings I had in it were as real as what I'm feeling right now. The dream is a sign of my regret and remorse without me actually realizing it.

Why am I blogging about this? I hope to reduce the burden of my consciousness and guilt. And i don't know how to apologize. It's not the matter of too late or whether I want or not. I just can't mouth the word S-O-R-R-Y to him. If he's reading this, I hope that we can erase that episode and become friends again. Without all those awkwardness, just friends.

Overheard :The Gay Topic

Overheard from 2 busy body auntie at the coffeeshop this morning:
Auntie 1: Did your heard about this gay local actor?
Auntie 2: No, I don't know.
Auntie 1: Huh? You don't know meh? It's all in the news, he's gay!

Apparently, it's a taboo for some folks that their loved ones is gay. But that doesn't stop them from gossiping about others.

The Rise Of The Female Chauvinist Pig

The girlfriend:
I have taste for better things in life
And don't expect me to lower them to accomodate you
I don't need to please any of your friends

The career woman:
You keep your mouth shut if you earn less than me
I may raise my voice at you and you'll obey me

The future wife:
Your money is my money
My money will always be mine

The wife:
I will dictate when I wanna have sex with you
You will eat what I cook
Always leave the toilet seat down
Or you'll need to learn how to pee sitting

The daughter in law:
It's none of your business how I spend my husband's money
Don't expect me to help with the chores, I'm not the maid

Can You Read The Word "Narcissist" On My Forehead

I will never deny this. I'm a control freak, a pure narcissist. It's either my way or the highway. Things are to be done the way I want it, especially if I paid for it. The way you do it and the outcome down to the small details for example the arrangement of my wardrobe. It is to be color coded, pattern coded and also design coded. That's it, the ultimatum.




The narcissist in me is what drive my life to perfection. Everything needs to be in order and just the way I want them. It blew my top off when I expected things to be in place and they were just the opposite of what I wanted. Aarggh! It's driving me nuts!

People perceived me as distant, haughty and self-aggrandized. Part of me felt my narcissist streak is difficult too. If only I could be more contended and allow things go along with the flow, I maybe able to deal with less stress in my life. But I couldn't. Everything is planned down to the small details.

I feel insecure about the idea of things being out of my control. I feel that I'll have better gripe of my own destiny if everything's under my control. I may not be always right but this is the way I am.

Stones and Sticks Might Break Our Bones

I'm so glad to be able to know a few girl friends that are in the same situation like me. Someone who really how I feel and what I experienced without me having to elaborate much. Just a few simple sentences are all we ever need to express our dissatisfaction.

We've been cursed, back stabbed, smeared and scratched by those out of our circle. People cursed us for all things bad ahead of us. Idiots who back stabbed us thinking that we won't know what they did. Bitches tried to smear our reputation with some malicious lies and scumbags that had too much free time that actually use some effort to scratch our cars and everything else that we had. We've been called all sorts of horrible names such as loose women, husband or boyfriend stealer's, old maid and there's simply too much to further elaborate.

I really can't figure out why we are being treated like this? Just because that we are more career minded and we put everything else behind that? Just because we didn't get married earlier and cook for the husband every day? Just because we didn't have any kids yet and spending time cleaning up after them or shout at them like a mad woman when they get too naughty? Do all that really justify what we are being labelled?

My girl friend rejected this guy and he had the audacity to ask whether she's gay? What was this guy thinking? Is he the best in the world and one must be crazy for not falling at his feet? We really agreed that it was the best decision that my girl friend had made by rejecting him. He's a moron.

None of us really deserve what has been said about us but that's the fact of life. Bitter people with people with too much time. They like to spend time hating us and hatching some stupid plans to make our lives miserable. I believe in karma, do what you want for they will come back three folds to you but we don't think we'll be free to see that happens. We are just too busy with our lives.

FROM 100 TO 50 - WHEN DO WE LOSE OUR FRIENDS?

At 21 our social circle is at its largest with 100 including 13 'best' friends, 17 'close' friends and 70 acquaintances.
This number drops sharply to 68 by the time we are 29-years-old.
The decline continues to 63 at age 39, 43 at 49-years-old and plummets to around 41 when we hit 55.





Via Mail On Sunday