7 posts tagged “love”
In this short span of time,
I just want to capture all our memories and seal them,
I'll never leave you behind,
Because I love you and that is the reason.
Being in your arms is a dream come true,
Seeing the rise and fall of your chest as you breathe,
I'm afraid to fall asleep because you might see me drool,
But if I had a choice, I don't ever wanna leave.
Two hearts united as one,
So different, yet the same,
Our love like fire, burning like the sun,
Like a wild lion, it is so hard to tame.
Time and distance can't come in between us,
No person, event or thing,
This bubble of love is impossible to burst,
This is what I call lyfe worth Lyvin.
Surprises come in big and small packages. Today for me, it came in the form of a 6"2 bespectacled goodness bearing flowers and gifts. I was just telling people how "suay" my day started out:
- First, the aluminium foil in my lunchbox caught fire when I blurrily popped it into the microwave oven.
- Then, in the bathroom, the water hose had a mind of its own, flying in every direction, squirting and spurting torrents of water, flooding the floor. The back of my pants and underwear got some of it. Thankfully it decided to free me from my misery after what it seems like forever.
Got a call from my loverboy saying that he was bored and that he was in One Utama. I was unsuspecting and oblivious of the pleasant surprise later on. As I cursed my day for being "suay", I sat gingerly on my chair, hoping that somehow miraculously my pants will dry itself although I'm sitting on the chair.
I looked up from my monitor and spotted a certain somebody. I thought I was seeing things.
So I grabbed my phone and dialled the familiar number.
My loverboy answered, his voice masking a secret that I suspiciously detected. I asked his whereabouts to which he innocently replied in One Utama. I confronted him and then he was wondering how did I guess where he was. Then I said I saw him. So I went into the meeting room, and lo and behold, there he stood, looking spiffy with a bouquet of reds on his right and a sleek looking black paper bag on the table. He smiled at me mischievously and I had this expression O_O
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you. And give you this."
"But, why? I thought you were in One Utama. I'm speechless."
"I know"
"Thank you very much though."
"These roses are for our 44th day. And the eyeshadow is for your farewell."
"But, why", I repeated, sounding like a broken record. In my heart I felt so blessed to have a guy go through so much just for me. And I was beyond thankful for his sincerity, his love and his dedication. He's definitely a keeper. Even if he didn't get me anything.
So the last day of 2008 is eventful after all. Can't wait for the countdown! <3
Happy New Year everyone!
Shotgun marriages happen to young, naive couples with raging hormones. When the girl's seductive smile and voluptuous hips (I'm sure there are other more provocative body parts but my blog is PG-13!) are always on your mind, you hunger and lust after her. Or maybe the feelings overcome your depth of perception as you make out and one thing leads to another. For just 20 minutes of fun, it leads to 20 years of raising a child.
I've heard of shotgun marriages but they are usually my second-degree friends (look what Friendster did to me!). Things the couple involve will experience during the aftershock of the discovery:
- Shame and embarrassment
- Attempt to cover up the situation by coming up with lame excuses
- Facing the parents and future in-laws
- Planning a wedding ceremony in a short period of time
- Find a way to cover up the pregnant stomach during the ceremony (perhaps with the bouquet)
- Growing up to be a responsible parent in such a short period of time
A moderately sufficient bank account balance would be of great help to foot the pregnancy and wedding bills. Perhaps the groom's parents have to bear the burden of getting a place for the couple to live. Alot of things have to be taken into consideration once the mistake is made and the couple has to undergo alot of scrutiny and criticism from the public.
What constitutes the sanctity of the marriage?
Celibacy is usually the answer to this question but nowadays more and more young people are caught in the trap of sexual immorality. Their justification is that usage of condoms makes sex safer therefore it is okay to have sex before marriage as long as it is safe sex. Being a believer of the Christian faith, I'm obligated to say no to premarital sex. Alot of Christians make pledges to stay pure during youth meetings but many stumble when the time comes. How can we say that we are able to withstand temptation when we are blinded by our lust? Does the memory of the pledge rings loudly in your head when you see a naked person standing in front of you?
Recently an acquaintance of mine was forced to have a shotgun marriage because he was unguarded for a moment. For once, he let his emotions lead him instead of making a conscientious decision. He is a Christian by namesake only, to please his ex-girlfriend. But after many unsuccessful years of trying to get her back, he began sleeping around with countless girls. One day, his foreign girlfriend got impregnated by him. He has to marry her in a shotgun marriage.
His frustration of not being able to get together with his ex caused him to look for love in wrong places. He dated girls not because he loved them but because he wanted to replace his ex.
I can sort of relate to that in a way. I have had a crush on someone for the longest time. But no one ever came close to replace him. I've tried dating other guys but his face doesn't fade away so easily. I get into unsuccessful relationships to get over him but in the end I gain nothing but a broken lonely heart.
I know of someone who wanted a guy badly. He loved her too but they couldn't be together because of religion. In the end, out of frustration the girl made love to another guy and got impregnated. She had a shotgun marriage with the other guy and did not live happily ever after.
Shotgun marriages happens because of two reason: the couple cannot control their feelings or out of frustration of not being able to be with the person they love.
On Saturday an elaborate 10-course Chinese dinner was held to celebrate my Mom and Dad's 25th wedding anniversary. The actual date was 4th of June but the weekend was chosen because it is more convenient for working relatives and friends. The night started out by having problems allocating seats because the sheet was left behind. Then the technicalities of the laptop and LCD projector. But the issues were ironed out as the night progressed. The food was fantabulous and everyone was having a great time. Us girls who were dressed to the nines camwhored like crazy. My face was so thick with makeup it was as if I slabbed on layers and layers of cake icing. My skin looked flawless as all blemishes were concealed with the concealer and liquid foundation.
The fun actually began when my cousin Ak started singing for us. Some of our relatives and friends just got up and started dancing. I was obliged to sing and dance too. Seriously, I don't think my voice is fantastic. Furthermore, I can't really dance without looking like a stiff mummy. But all's well. I enjoyed the food, company and delicious RM600 cake. Yes, that two-tiered white creation costs that much. Maybe fondant costs alot?
I'm thankful that my parents lasted 25 years of marriage. Many couples nowadays face bitter divorce and separation. It is not wrong to say that either one of us know at least one couple who are separated or divorced. I have always been rather skeptical about true love. True love takes effort, not just emotions and physical attraction. Would you love a husband who forgot to put the toilet seat down? Or a wife who spends all your hard-earned cash? Yeah, true love exists only in fairytales. But the other kind of true love, the one that accepts their spouses' snores is one I believe my parents have. They have alot of weaknesses and pet peeves but they learn to accept it and co-exist in harmony.
I hope one day I can find such true love. : )
Even if another person comes into my life and we fall in love, he will always be in my heart. I've learnt this through dozens of crushes and relationships. Through it all, I still like him just like the first moment I rested my eyes on him. Sometimes I wonder what is his appeal. If I were not myself, I wouldn't think he's good-looking. I don't know him that well but based on my judgement and on other peoples' opinions that know him personally, he is funny, smart, kind, sweet, caring, friendly and the whole shebang. To me, he seems like the perfect 10. Perhaps it is from years of having the idea of who he is, not knowing who he is. I've created the perfect person in my head and I based it on him. What triggered this post? Well, if you're in my neighbourhood or friends list you would have read the past entry about another guy whom I just recently lusted upon.
I attempted to add him in Facebook to no avail. Besides, I won't be seeing him anytime soon so I decided to forget him. Also, the moment I thought about him, the new guy just disappeared out of my mind. Today I went to church for a meeting. I had to leave early because my dad was already outside waiting to pick me up. Then as I was walking out I saw him. He was looking right at me. Time and space stood still (OKAY I'm being dramatic), but all I know is I realized I never stop liking him since more than 5 years ago. I still remember it was July 2002 that I first saw him playing drums in a red polo shirt. The funny thing is the minor detail like the shirt he was wearing. He seems so young at that time. He has matured since. I also realized that as the years go by, the feelings grew. But around a year or two ago, he found a woman in his life and I have given up since then. But the feelings remained unchanged. When will your face fade away?