Sunshin3

Damn that biological clock.

5 of my friends have been ardently displaying photos of their babies on their respective friendster profile pages and blogs.

Don’t get me wrong. I think it’s all good because a picture says a thousand words.

It is good that they’re chronicling the events of their parenting processes and i do have thoughts of my own to do somewhat similar albeit in a scrapbook format.

And yes, i have to admit that i am a teeny weeny jealous of these blurbs of fat who do nothing except suckle and poop.

But having been a mother to my brother for 12 years and counting and the awareness that my company doesn’t extend 3 months of paid maternity leave, i’m brought back down to earth.

If anything makes me feel better, it is the fact that i have been through enough parenting life stages and will be going through the next dreaded parenting phrase:-

Teenagehood.

Gah.

Thank God for reality.

Some of the most evil people on earth are the ones you don’t expect.

*coughs*

Like Old boy.

I was forced to agree to a promise that i have no idea of.

I am very sure that somewhere in our constitution does it provide for a clause on an agreement made under duress..

I just realised that i miss travelling.

It’ll be nice to visit Bangkok since i’ve heard so much about it but never got round to making a trip there.

Yet i know Old boy is against the idea cos it’s too dangerous while the other half is really busy with his work.

Hopefully, another friend of mine will be fit and able to travel after he’s back from his reservist.

The other half and i popped by Ikea and Courts this afternoon.

With a place to call home, it’s nice to see him in his natural element, deciding his likes and dislikes.

I find it intriguing that he exudes the good bits of the guys i have fallen for before. From the geeky masculine look of one of my previous dance partners, to the charm offensive of a certain close friend, and the intellectual maturity of an ex and so on.

It leaves me wondering if he could really be the person i need in my life as much as i do not quite believe in the theory of The One.

It’s not hard to like or fall for him. Every bit endearing and tender, he is also stable and matured. A genuinely warm hearted person who’s also filial to his parents, he’s got drive and the determination to excel in life. Plus, he does have the ability to make my heart race.

Granted, i don’t know him well enough yet and a lot of other character traits will only be apparent as time goes by and in situations.

I guess, as we grow older, falling in love isn’t as naive or as innocent as it was before. The factors of life, and circumstances come into play and suddenly, it’s all about falling for who is right for you than what your heart might feel.

Or perhaps, i just think too much.

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“Honey why you calling me so late?
It’s kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper ’cause I can’t be too loud

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel..”

As i was telling Shelly who jioed me out at the last minute for some jiggly jiggly, she really didn’t miss much.

I remember watching Optimus Prime as a kid and being fascinated by the transformation of these autobots into machines. Michael Bay did an excellent job in remembering the little bits which made Transformers one of the best cartoons to watch.

The graphics were cool, the pace was alright, the dialogue was corny, the actors were new to the scene but although i think it fared well for a movie, Die Hard 4 was way much better.

It’s amazing that after two weeks of run, getting good seats to watch Transformers was still so difficult that Vince and i had to settle for a 9.20pm show instead.

And the time that i was meeting him?

2.30pm.

(-.-”)

Just one shot and i was high.

They weren’t kidding about the potent effects of the Green Fairy. The taste is so unique that i’m unsure whether i like it or i hate it.

Whatever the case, it really burns the throat and left me with an extreme thirst at 5am in the morning.

Gratefully, the other half came to pick me up.

In the coolness of the night, his warmth and muskiness was reassuring and comforting.

..Gwen Stefani ruled in my head.

(pun intended)

But seriously, i didn’t really sleep well.

It was as if my mind had been working on overdrive the whole night even if i was physically asleep or snoring for that matter.

Maybe it’s work or that i’m suffering from withdrawal symptoms.

I wouldn’t know.

Nothing’s really concrete these days and that sucks.

I thought finally hearing his voice would lift my spirits up but it turns out, i actually feel worse.

Fate has a funny way of putting things together.

For the past couple of months, i had been trying to locate a particular Company which i read in the papers some time back. Of course i never got round to engaging them or even obtaining their website address until last week when Fate finally decided it was time to stop playing with us.

And we met.

In the weirdest, most impossible way.

I almost whacked his head when he finally passed me his namecard after much secrecy. Can you imagine the agony when you realise that you’re chatting with one of the Directors of the Company that you’ve been searching for a very long time?

Gah.

To my best bud, my sister, my friend for life,

Thank you for always being there to lend me a shoulder or a ear whenever i needed one.

Although today’s line up of programmes may not be very fantastic, i’m glad that you had fun and i certainly enjoyed myself as well.

Have a blessed 20th birthday and do continue growing with Christ!

Love,
sunshin3