Oh god. I've sold my soul to 9-gag.
I can't sleep at night without first looking at 9-gag and giggling to myself.
In other news, thanks to my sister's encouragement and in a moment of haste, I broke up with my boyfriend. I suppose it was a wake up call for him in some ways, and a reality check for me as well. We've gotten back together since and I can't find the words to describe how wonderful it has been.
Every little thing that I've been nagging or hating, he's stopped doing. For example, he stopped using his phone constantly when we are hanging out. Now I totally have his attention. This change is remarkable and I'm quite happy. Besides that, he's even become more forthcoming about his feelings and stuff. You know how chicks always want the guys to open up and share shit right? I never really asked him to open up but it annoyed me when he kept saying I wouldnt understand what he's going through. Since we've got back together, he's been very honest and shares lots of stuff with me. Sometimes, too much of stuff. Like his bowel movements for the day. HAHA!
Besides all that, it used to bug me that he wouldn't say 'i love you' first. I know it might seem childish but hearing someone say 'i love you' has a totally different effect compared to hearing someone say 'me too'. Victor's become this crazy romantic guy that I can't get enough of. It's quite scary. A few days ago, the conversation we had went from colour coordination to our wedding arrangements. When he asked me what food we're going to cater, it hit us that we're both probably venturing into something that's better left unsaid for now. The speed at which we both tried to change topics was funny at first. But when i went to sleep that night, it made me wonder. If we were both so hesitant about discussing the future, is there any future for us to begin with?
All that thinking left me feeling a bit cranky and weirded out. So of course, I have to share this with Victor. He said he was thinking about the same thing and that we should take it one step at a time. Unless I want him to meet my parents or something. My natural response... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
My mom is as flawed as she is awesome. Her prejudices keep us from doing most of the things that we want to do. Can't blame her though. Better to be safe than sorry and all that. But seriously, give everyone a chance for god's sake. And let me just say something, if people did fall for scammers, it's only because they're too stupid or too greedy. And this happens all over the fucking world.
The moment you let your guard down, people are just waiting to scam you. It's not a 'Blacks only' thing. I wish to shake some sense into my mother's head but I'm afraid my stomach will go empty. (if you know what i mean)
Anyway, I'm very much in love and I'm glad that i got back with my boyfriend.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Fail.
It's no secret that I think I'm pretty awesome myself. However, lately, my awesomeness has been put to the test and it's suffering.
Firstly, I believe I've been a damn good girlfriend to Victor. Surprisingly, he failed to agree. Something along the lines of being childish, being emotional, over reacting etc etc. Hello, I'm an INDIAN GIRL. Over reacting and being a drama mama is in my blood.
Secondly, this 2b license is perhaps the worst and best decision of my life. I'm only at 1.03 and i've already got for 6 lessons. 1 for 1.01, 3 for 1.02 and 2 for 1.03. I see all the boys just passing each stage like as if they've all been riding since birth. How demoralizing is that!! It makes me doubt my ability every time I fail the stage. In a way, it's good for me because it tests my resilience.
At times like this, I recall my sec 4 Form Teacher saying PERSEVERE!!!! And sincerely, for that, I thank you, Miss Penny Ang. :)
So, to conclude, I just wanna say that life is full of surprises. Sometimes good, most times bad. All we have to do is get our game face on. Because when we fail, people will comfort us face to face. But behind our backs, they will mock. So, keep your chin up and never give up no matter what. Well, unless it's important.
I'M GOING TO PASS 1.03 TOMORROWWWWW!!!!!!
Firstly, I believe I've been a damn good girlfriend to Victor. Surprisingly, he failed to agree. Something along the lines of being childish, being emotional, over reacting etc etc. Hello, I'm an INDIAN GIRL. Over reacting and being a drama mama is in my blood.
Secondly, this 2b license is perhaps the worst and best decision of my life. I'm only at 1.03 and i've already got for 6 lessons. 1 for 1.01, 3 for 1.02 and 2 for 1.03. I see all the boys just passing each stage like as if they've all been riding since birth. How demoralizing is that!! It makes me doubt my ability every time I fail the stage. In a way, it's good for me because it tests my resilience.
At times like this, I recall my sec 4 Form Teacher saying PERSEVERE!!!! And sincerely, for that, I thank you, Miss Penny Ang. :)
So, to conclude, I just wanna say that life is full of surprises. Sometimes good, most times bad. All we have to do is get our game face on. Because when we fail, people will comfort us face to face. But behind our backs, they will mock. So, keep your chin up and never give up no matter what. Well, unless it's important.
I'M GOING TO PASS 1.03 TOMORROWWWWW!!!!!!
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Excuse me?
What a crazy week. First of all, I must give myself a pat on my back for my patience. There are lines that we all draw and once in a while, people tend to cross the line. It's what you do when that happens that makes you who you are. All I can say is that revenge is a dish best served cold.
I used the word 'all' 3 times in that paragraph. tsk.
Anyway, the more I converse with my sister, the more she says things about me that I'm shocked to hear. Recently, she said i'm a feminist. The last time I checked, googled actually, Feminism was about "defending equal political, economic, and social rights and equal opportunities for women".
Wait a second. I don't defend equal social rights for women! Definitely not equal economic rights. I mean I say my ambition is to be a business woman and etc but all I really want is to sit at home with my German Sheppard, watching Bones all day while my husband slogs at work to bring in the dough, occasionally getting up to feed myself and the dog.
Besides, I totally think chivalry should come back in style. That's basically the opposite of feminism, right? Have a man open doors for me, pull my chair out, slay nasty dragons, etc etc. If I wanted equal social rights, I'll open my own damn doors. Which I usually don't have to when Victor's around.
Moving on, having said all that I've said now, it doesn't mean that I'll be the first to defend men. Being born with a vagina makes me automatically a supporter of women. As much as I believe that women have the ability to perform as well as a man, personally, I prefer to take the backseat and let the man do all the work. Not only does the man feel like a 'knight in shining armor', it also gives us a chance to ogle at his biceps while he's lifting heavy stuff or talking about stuff you already know about. Playing dumb can really help sometimes. Plus we don't want to risk chipping a nail with unnecessary lifting. Okay fine, I don't want to risk chipping a nail.
Now, coming back to reality, I think Victor and I are at a stage where he's testing me? He tests my patience, seeing how far backwards I'll bend to accommodate his... let's just say idiosyncrasies. He throws new situations at my face and watches how I deal with them. I didn't know this step was included in the process of selecting a mate. Whether it's normal or not, I don't know but it's starting to get old. Any mention of this to him and I get 'okayyyy okayyy okayyy, enough okayyyy?' as a reply. Sooner or later, I'm going to lay the smackdown on his candy ass.
So now, I'm going to get my biker babe persona on and head for BBDC.
Hope I don't fall on my ass.
I used the word 'all' 3 times in that paragraph. tsk.
Anyway, the more I converse with my sister, the more she says things about me that I'm shocked to hear. Recently, she said i'm a feminist. The last time I checked, googled actually, Feminism was about "defending equal political, economic, and social rights and equal opportunities for women".
Wait a second. I don't defend equal social rights for women! Definitely not equal economic rights. I mean I say my ambition is to be a business woman and etc but all I really want is to sit at home with my German Sheppard, watching Bones all day while my husband slogs at work to bring in the dough, occasionally getting up to feed myself and the dog.
Besides, I totally think chivalry should come back in style. That's basically the opposite of feminism, right? Have a man open doors for me, pull my chair out, slay nasty dragons, etc etc. If I wanted equal social rights, I'll open my own damn doors. Which I usually don't have to when Victor's around.
Moving on, having said all that I've said now, it doesn't mean that I'll be the first to defend men. Being born with a vagina makes me automatically a supporter of women. As much as I believe that women have the ability to perform as well as a man, personally, I prefer to take the backseat and let the man do all the work. Not only does the man feel like a 'knight in shining armor', it also gives us a chance to ogle at his biceps while he's lifting heavy stuff or talking about stuff you already know about. Playing dumb can really help sometimes. Plus we don't want to risk chipping a nail with unnecessary lifting. Okay fine, I don't want to risk chipping a nail.
Now, coming back to reality, I think Victor and I are at a stage where he's testing me? He tests my patience, seeing how far backwards I'll bend to accommodate his... let's just say idiosyncrasies. He throws new situations at my face and watches how I deal with them. I didn't know this step was included in the process of selecting a mate. Whether it's normal or not, I don't know but it's starting to get old. Any mention of this to him and I get 'okayyyy okayyy okayyy, enough okayyyy?' as a reply. Sooner or later, I'm going to lay the smackdown on his candy ass.
So now, I'm going to get my biker babe persona on and head for BBDC.
Hope I don't fall on my ass.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Love; start or stop?
I won't lie. When it comes to choosing a mate, I fail. Mainstream media is what I blame. They've generated so many ideas of what a relationship should be like, that I constantly find myself comparing what I have with what I think I should have.
Takes away your peace I tell you. And to be honest, having romantic notions is perfectly acceptable to even the most unlikely. The root of any troubled relationship is incompatibility.
I can almost hear tyra in my head, making some lame computer joke now.
My point is, if you're grossly romantic, someone entirely opposed to romance will undoubtedly find it silly or idiotic even. Someone who hates durian would eventually find fault with one who finds durians delicious. People say that opposites attract. What they forgot to mention was that opposites attract at first. Eventually, the attraction will fade off and what was once such a turn on is now a turn off.
Of course, this is just my theory. I have much to say on this topic but typing long passages on my phone is quite annoying. So, till my next rant, keep the attraction going.
Takes away your peace I tell you. And to be honest, having romantic notions is perfectly acceptable to even the most unlikely. The root of any troubled relationship is incompatibility.
I can almost hear tyra in my head, making some lame computer joke now.
My point is, if you're grossly romantic, someone entirely opposed to romance will undoubtedly find it silly or idiotic even. Someone who hates durian would eventually find fault with one who finds durians delicious. People say that opposites attract. What they forgot to mention was that opposites attract at first. Eventually, the attraction will fade off and what was once such a turn on is now a turn off.
Of course, this is just my theory. I have much to say on this topic but typing long passages on my phone is quite annoying. So, till my next rant, keep the attraction going.
Friday, December 23, 2011
ShoutBox, no more.
Oh by the way, I'll be removing the tagboard/shoutbox on the right. Apparently, ShoutBox, the company from which it originates from is terminating their free service. I don't have many comments on it to actually make paying for worth it. Also, I'm quite lazy to look around for a new tagboard. So, I'm just going to remove it.
If anyone wishes to comment, although unlikely, kindly use the comment section that comes below each post. Thanks (:
If anyone wishes to comment, although unlikely, kindly use the comment section that comes below each post. Thanks (:
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