A few pennies for my thoughts on the last day of my holidays.

Ha, I suddenly feel the urge to blog. Why? Because I'm extremely bored since I've been "HoME ALoNe" for the past 3 days. So, instead of enjoying the last day of my "holidays" before I start work tomorrow, I decided, maybe I wanna start penning some thoughts down. Yeah, a blog shouldn't just be about writing about everyday life and what's been going on. There should be thoughts, feelings and my own perception of certain thngs. I was going through my stuff in the magazine racks just now and looking through the stack of cards I've received from friends for the past 2 birthdays. I came across one of the cards which had a paragraph ending, "I wish you all the best in your future endeavours and carry on with your quests and passion for writing." That got me thinking about, "what was my passion anyway?" I have a quick knack for things but get tired and sick of repetative tasks easily. Haha, but I do know I often imagine one thing; waking up at mid day everyday, have a nice hot bath, dress in my walk-in wardrobe of clothes and shoes and make my way like a "tai-tai" to my shop smack right in the centre of Melbourne central. Then I'll take a look at the accounts, check some of the new stock and make sure the sales girls are doing their job before I leave, clanking my stilettos, clunging my fur coat and going for a nice cuppa tea. Yeah, that would be the ultimate dream. *waha*

Okay, that's besides the point and I should stop dreaming for the mean time. Reading my friend's blogs one of the things I do sometimes. And from what I read and what I heard about a friend, I can't help but think to myself, "Why are some women so soft-hearted and naive"? I mean if someone ever hurts my heart deeply, darn I would make sure he gets the hell outta my life instead of just pretending nothing ever happened and still let him come and go in my life as he wishes. Or, I would plot revenge against him, like what the ex-gf is doing right now. Men have their own pride and dignity, but so do we women. Why wanna risk being discriminized by others when you aren't even sure if the person you are being discriminized for is going to stand by you? Love should be something that flows in both ways and should be a matter of giving and taking. Some men think women are pushovers and when he loses one, he can always cheat his way back onto the other's arms. That's where the naive women comes in. Although I don't really have the full details of what's going on, I definitely wouldn't want to see her get hurt again.

People are complex in general. When they aren't in a relationship, they want to be in one. When they are in one, they feel they need a breather or something and some time off. Don't get me wrong, I don't deny I do need a breather sometimes, but darling and I are still very much into each other and that thought about him being a lifetime partner hasn't changed. But I'm just saying for every relationship there are still bound to be problems somewhere. People say, when you marry someone, you marry his family as well. I guess I'm still not happy with the way that his parents are still kinda living in denial about him having a GF. Yess, picture "Meet the parents" movie, but his are from the girls side, not the guy. My mum and I was just chatting last night and she just happen to ask, "Why don't you all get registered next year or something?". I was like, "Ermm even if we wanted, that will never get across to his parents side." I wouldn't go into the details, but lets just say they don't believe in campus romance and always thought he might meet someone else when he starts working, because that was how they met in the first place. But they don't understand, things don't work like that anymore.. *sigh* It really hurts sometimes when my parents treat him like part of the family, always asking about him, talking to him on the phone, while his parents only devote loving letters and emails addressed to him and him only, and I barely spoke to them like 2-3 times since we got together! When will they ever understand that their little boy is no longer little?