February 8, 2008

Mythbusted

Filed under: Tea for 2 — Sunshin3 @ 3:08 pm

Oh, did i forget to add that he bought dark chocolates for me last Friday? For someone who usually thinks that chocolates are a rip-off, his actions were awfully sweet.

We had a nice chat that evening expounding myths about him.

I had my concerns like any other women, like whether i was giving him adequate attention, would he get bored of me etc. The fact that he’s an Aries with limited attention span to boot because of his extremely fast processing speed, made it a little uncomfortable for me.

After all, i am a sucker for routines and i am not as creative as Adam Sandler in 50 First Dates.

But the one sentence that really stood out in the entire evening was this:-

“I make mistakes too, so please be understanding and forgive me.”

February 6, 2008

Stupidity as a virtue

Filed under: precarious assumptions — Sunshin3 @ 9:54 am

stupidity

More than feeling frustrated, i am feeling stupider than ever because i am beginning to realise that some sacrifices are just not worth it.

Happy Ratty New Year!

Frustration

Filed under: Personal — Sunshin3 @ 2:44 am

is when your assistant doesn’t read emails even though she has been copied in it.

And to make matters worse, she doesn’t check with you where she should send the documents to.

Sometimes, help can be of no help at all.

February 5, 2008

Insignificance

Filed under: Personal — Sunshin3 @ 1:14 am

is when he loses his tail and doesn’t realise it till the moment of realisation.

February 1, 2008

Love from your perspective

Filed under: Tea for 2 — Sunshin3 @ 10:50 am

1. Love is buying a sandwich for me when we were working late one night at our respective offices even though you had not taken dinner as you were afraid that I would get gastric;

2. Love is picking up my jacket when i absent-mindedly left it at the restaurant where I met you for lunch even though it wasn’t important;

3. Love is understanding when I am tired and deciding to go to bed early instead of pushing to get work out;

4. Love is bringing me to a foot reflex parlour to have both our feet and back massaged to show your appreciation; and

5. Love is choosing the burnt otar over the unburnt one even when I tried to ensure you had the good stuff when I made you breakfast.

Sometimes the acts matter more than the words do.