REALISTICALLY-SPEAKING: BEING ROMANTICALLY-CHALLENGED

They say life is funny and unpredictable. You think you always know what to do until you are faced with the unexpected. It doesn’t always come from other people or other outer influences.

                Oftentimes, it can come from within – which is yourself. You. You think you really know who you are until the day you surprise yourself.

                After that, you are left with more questions than you can really answer. Who are you, really? You’re a much different person than you were before. You didn’t use to be like this.

                However, people do change – one way or another. Time and space can change them in so many ways. It’s not always bad. Sometimes it’s a good thing, a necessity.

                Some people you know who know you too have noticed those – rather drastic – changes in your life. Somehow, your father’s death has started it all. You’ve acknowledged the fact that yes, life is short. You still want to do a lot, despite so little time.

                Will you be able to do that?

                Anyway, they’ve told you how much they admire you. After your father’s funeral, you took a new job. You moved to live on your own in the central city. You see, that’s still uncommon for Indonesian young women. They always talk a lot about getting married first or moving in with your husband – or sticking with your family and all that jazz.

                Well, you’ve gone past that and become more independent now, your dream life gradually is coming true. How about giving love one more try?

                Hmm, good question. We’ll see.

                R.

ISN'T IT IRONIC? :P
5/26/2012

"Isn't it ironic? Don't you think?"

("Ironic" by.Alanis Morrisette)

My irony these days:

I get a job that pays me much better, but I miss having luxurious time to write. Oh, well. There are sacrifices to be made.:P

(And at least I get to travel - like what I'm going to do next month, with my best friend T again.:D YAY!)

The last time I fell in love with whom I thought was a suitable enough guy, things headed south. Just like the rest, he always walked off with another girl. The same, old shitty epilogue.

And the only guy who understands me best these days is the one I can never be with. Well, it's not like I want to be with him - not in that sense, anyway. (I'm not delusional, thank God.*rolls eyes* Unlike some bitches who think that - just because they're pretty - they can get any guys that they want. Ha-ha, reality check, prissy princesses!*big evil grin*)

He's gay, and he's my best friend T. Ain't fate so twisted sometimes? *sneers*

Basically, my decision regarding love is still the same. I'm not giving a damn about it until it starts giving a damn about me.

Enough said.

R.

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