Month: February 2007

Happy Valentine’s Day to all, that’s yesterday’s greeting! ;P
I came across some very old valentine cards I received when I was younger. It was pretty funny, looking at the boyish scrawls and reading declarations of love and forever – all that written about 10 years ago!
There was a card from a boy who wrote a long poem about liking my hair, my eyes, my smile, my laugh, my walk, my bum ….. gosh, all that at the age of 14?! It was pretty funny. 😉
What happened next was, he called me in the afternoon, and if i can recall the part of the conversation went like this:

boy: You liked my card?
me: (acted cool) It’s ok.
boy: Did you receive others?
me: Yes. A few more. Flowers, too.
boy: Oh. Ok. I just wanted to tell you ………. (paused a while) …….
me: What?
boy: I don’t know how to say it, but maybe I can spell it out for you.
me: (exaggerated sigh) Ok. What is it?
boy: W-U-D …….. Y-E-W ………
me: (scribbled down the letters on a piece of paper, thinking, “Aiyo.”)
boy: (continued) …. B-E-E ….. M-A-I …. have you got it so far?
me: I guess so.
boy: ……. G-U-R-L ….. ok. Tell me your answer later, I will call you back. (Hung up the phone.)

;D
Back in the school days, Valentine’s Day gave boys the courage to ask the girls they like to be their girlfriends. Haha! Thinking back, those were the innocent days. As working adults now, sometimes it can be as indirect as this:

guy: So … (nudges girl sitting beside him)
girl: Yes? What?
guy: Are we going out ah? Since you agreed to have dinner with me tonight?
girl: Eh, can you ask properly or not?
guy: Don’t want la. So old fashioned meh …. Have to ask properly!
girl: -__-

;D

I used to tell myself that I would never date a guy who’s always surrounded by his good friends who are girls. I don’t know, the thought of it makes me uncomfortable – bordering jealousy, perhaps.
Ironically, I have a lot of good friends who are guys and ….. I’m sure their girlfriends don’t like the fact that the group of us hang out frequently!
In the past, their ex-girlfriends have had issues with me being their good friend that when they broke up, I was accused of being the “other” woman. Geez, I used to hate that, because it was never true.
One of the solutions to this problem, is to have everyone hang out together occasionally, so that the girlfriend can see for herself that the friendship is a harmless one, merely based on a long-term friendship and common interests. For example, If the girlfriend is not interested in watching football but the boyfriend is, as well as his good friends, who are girls, there is no harm letting them hang out together, is there?
Wait, let me think.
Hmmm.
No, I think it should be a mixed group. *jealousy brewing*
;D
That’s just my opinion, anyway.
Are there any other solutions?

Chinese New Year is the only time I see most of my relatives and my grandmother. It also makes me think of my grandmother a lot. Last year, she had a stroke which put everyone in a state of panic. Since then, she seems rather frail and weak.
She used to be so lively and energetic, she ate well whenever she stayed with my family and I. But since the stroke, she hasn’t been herself and lately, I have been thinking whether my relatives have been ill-treating her. She stays with my relatives.
She claims that she doesn’t eat much anymore and has lost interest in her favourite food, saying that she’s too lazy to even peel an apple! We’ve asked her if she eats her favourite food or fruits regularly, but she says that it’s difficult to get them cheap and my relatives can’t seem to buy them for her.
But when she visits my family, we notice she eats well and walks around without help. Should any of my aunt or uncle be around, she suddenly needs help while walking even across the room!
Sigh.
Faking weakness.
We think that my aunt and uncle who she stays with don’t bother making sure that my grandmother is eating well. They seem more concerned about buying 4-D numbers and making money. They even grumble when they have to bring my grandmother for her medical check-ups!
As the years grow older, I realise I tend to be more emotional. I tear up when I see my grandma who used to have such glowing health reflected on a face, now haggard and old.
Also, I wish I could tell my aunt and uncle to feed my grandmother! But you have to respect your elders, don’t you?
So I keep quiet and try to feed my grandmother with her favourite food when I visit.
p.s. I also suspect that my aunt and uncle are not willing to spend money on food for my grandmother! It’s not about shark’s fin soup or abalone and scallops!

Oh. My. Goodness.
It didn’t occur to me until I was teased, “Hey, what are you doing?! You’re in love, aren’t you?”
“Nooo! Of course not!” I said defensively.
“It’s just a crush. I think.” I said, later on.
“Ah hah! It’s the same thing.” my friend replied.
“Of course not!
It must be Valentine’s Day and everything related to it. Even xes’ post on valentine dedications, listening to love songs is affecting me!
So lately, I’ve been giggling like a schoolgirl, excited over the slightest bit of attention I receive from The Crush. I cannot help it! The Crush may not know that I exist, or he may not feel the same, but I still can’t help feeling happy and bouncy and joyful all at once.
The Crush makes me laugh, and that’s when I’m the happiest – laughing. ;D
Hehe.
There I go again.
*Hides face in pillow*
Since I can’t help but to giggle helplessly like a schoolgirl, and walk around with a silly grin on my face, should I do the schoolgirl thing by sending a secret Valentine message to him?
It sounds a bit childish, but I do want to be bold and test the waters, though.
yesnoyesnoyesnoyesnoyesnoyesnoyesnoyesno yes no yes no yes?
NO!

Being someone who cries at romantic gestures in movies is sometimes a disadvantage. Sometimes I hate being a softie.
I remember in the past when boyfriends broke up with me:
1. avoided me and my phone calls, acted like I no longer existed;
2. called me on the phone one day and said, “I don’t like you anymore. Sorry.”
3. asked his friend to inform me that he had a new girlfriend.
When it’s the least expected, I’d spend afternoons and nights in my room crying my heart out, as if I would just die, without that particular boy as my boyfriend. Sometimes I’d even burst into tears and cried in class – yes, I’m talking about high school – til my friends and classmates had to console me.
Gradually it got better. Crying does help.
And then, it’s self-control – I had to restrain myself from cornering him in school or calling him on the phone, and screeching, “WHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYY?? why you don’t want me anymoreeeeeeeeee?” like a mad woman.
My friends stuck by me most of time, kept me company and did their to distract me. Walking around in shopping malls, bowling, staying over and just talking and doing homework together. I don’t know if they thought I was the suicidal type, but it was good that they kept me distracted. After a while, I didn’t focus on my hurt or “broken heart” anymore.
I stopped being friends with him, of course. Hehe. Walked around school and pretended not to know him.
Moping about the past doesn’t really help. It makes things worse by playing 20 questions with yourself, wondering why the “relationship” didn’t work out. I ate so much chocolates and junk food to fill in the void in me that I ended up putting on weight and having pimples. Ha! Such is life.
Suicide is not an option!
Hanging out with friends is the best distraction.