well i have no reason to hate it or love it.
i don't feel an extreme attachment to any particular place that i live in because i enjoy moving, i think. i like the excitement of being able to move into a new environment and living anew.
i've got a couple of friends who liked to make fun of the fact that i live in jurong because they live in the eastern side of singapore - which i don't have an opinion about.
i have tonnes of opinions on alot of things (that i feel are critical and important and not something shallow like where you live) but not on the place you live in.
of course, i know they are jokers, they joke and clown around and sometimes makes me the clown. which is completely fine, because i think the ability to be able to laugh at yourself and to make a joke at your own expense, is priceless.
it proves that we are of a higher mettle than those who struggle to maintain a specific posse and "image" in front of other people who can only hide their insecurities behind their GUCCI or LV that they didn't even fuckin pay for.
i recently met someone who annoys the shit hell out of me. of course, many who know me will claim that i have the longest list of those who annoys the shit hell out of me. which is true and untrue.
truth is - there are alot of irritating and annoying people around me.
the un-truth is - i do not have the longest list, i'm pretty sure somebody else beats me to this.
well i refuse to describe how annoying that person is because it's a means to no end.
but i'd like to have aired some of my views and perspectives on some of the issues that we talked about during that particular meeting that i am unable to voice out because that person is the most self-centred thing on earth who does not care about other people's opinions and if there is a solution to the problems, that person would've thought about it already.
about status:
apparently that annoying person feels that i am someone of a lower class because of where i live.
that annoying person sympathizes with me when i had to catch a cab home "all the way to jurong" from town.
and that annoying person worries that it is "too expensive" for me.
about relationships:
i hate to sound like a bitch but i am truly the most blessed of them all. i do not need to list down whether CJY buys GUCCI for me (of course he didn't) or if he opens the car door or whatever.
I think people should stop playing to what the TV tells us, what the newspaper tells us and absolutely disbelieve what the trashy magazines are telling us.
that the perfect guy is this... that ...this and that.... blah blah blah.
CJY is FAR FROM PERFECT. he's the most imperfect guy EVER. he'd have failed the "most romantic guy" quiz posted by Cosmopolitan.
But he's undoubtedly THE BEST.
all he ever wants for me, is to be happy. he sometimes make decisions that would baffle him but puts a smile on my face.
CJY has his ego and his pride and his basic instincts as a MAN but he understands and puts them aside so he objectively handles matters and me, so he gives me all the respect I deserved.
A good man is someone who loves you.
because when he loves you, he respects you. As a woman. As his girlfriend. And even more so, as his mother of his child.
because when he respects you, he wants you to be happy.
because when you're happy, his job as YOUR MAN, the protector, the pillar of support, the MAN OF YOUR LIFE, is a job well done.
because he needs to feel that he's fulfilling his duty as your man. your boyfriend. the one who holds your hands even when they're wrinkly.
and the luckiest girl is someone who has this pillar of support beside her all the time.
someone who loves and respects her as a woman, and as a girlfriend.
people get married or plan to get married for all the wrong reasons - they get married to someone who doesn't love and respect them - which explains why divorce rates in singapore is on the rise.
so.........
what is my point?
someone may claim to love you but does all the things that restricts you like stopping you from doing this and hanging out with who.
and in order to prove that he's right, he does the same. severing ties with all his friends so that there is no double standards.
therefore this shows that he loves you.
can anyone get any dumber?
and the dumbest of them all:
the girl who feels that having a man who restricts her basic freedom of who to go out with, when to reach home, where she goes and her choice of friends, is someone who loves her and what she has to do is to "accept it". worse, tell her friends who are in similar plight to "accept it" too.
the real friend will offer you support and advice but never to ask you to accept your fate.
don't get me wrong, i am not in favour of "fighting for your rights" or "fighting for your stand" and that sort of shit.
but i am an advocate of believing in standing by what i believe in and not compromise on my morals and values. if something is happening to me that is not congruent with what i believe in or what i want - then i will search. for an answer.
CJY & I came a long way and we've had our fair share of fights and quarrels. What i am happy about is that we are able to have a 2-way conversation where he shares with me his unhappiness and i share with him my unhappiness and agree that we both wanna stick it out and therefore, will try to compromise and make things work.
so...again.. what is my point?
i will not be friends with dumb people.
well that annoying person is not even a friend to begin with so there shouldn't be any real problems.
but what saddens me?
people around me or my so-called friends hang out with that dumb annoying person.
and i am a strong believer of you are who you hang out with.
birds of a feather, flock together.
simple as that.
my circle of friends is diminishing day by day.
:-(
but i take heart that i have met someone who will be there for me every single moment and to top it all, he loves me. he truly does.
another long post - but followers of this blog, aren't you used to it already?
to hell with dumb people.
PS: must be my PMS.
Monday, June 18, 2007
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sweet entry, and truthful.
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