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Friday, 27 January 2012

I did a little evaluation today

Many men said I was too serious.....yet, in the very beginning, they liked my nonsense mind, filled w crazy ideas thoughts, intense conversation.......also my adorable demeanour. Yet, after a while, people would put what you think is merit and repackage to sound as if it's  something bad. I often wonder, am I that serious? Am I that intense? Maybe, but I dont see anything wrong in that! The funny thing is.....I am a legless bird, I always look for ground, frankly - I am always dead serious about it. Then, I think many r attracted by my thoughts, deep Inquisition about life, humans.....but always in such, you flip the coin - really depends which side U think is better.

I think it's time....to know maybe this person doesnt indeed embrace you as much as u think they do. Or maybe we dont love or adore each other as much to a point that we can accept each inadequacy anymore. one thing led to another. It's saddening to know, it takes long time to break a seed open, u water it, and wish it would grow.....then, u realize U were dreaming it was growing and actually it actually didnt even sprout. Maybe it's how it is......

Then,next, I am fortunate enough to be a modern woman, a woman living in this free city whereby I am not bound by any traditional rules. I could date anyone I want, I could work any job I want, I could make any frenz I want, I could shag anyone I want or I could breakup/divorce anyone I want. No one would officially lawfully have the rights to stone me!

So my conclusion is....I am crazily serious and seriously crazy! U can love me or U can hate me, and it doesnt make much difference to me when I die. If things r not meant to be, it will go into the river of forgetfulness, gradually things will fade away, memories will be diluted; then other things will be renewed and reborn through this river. Strangely, from same river.....ie river of life or cycle of sucks?! :)

Anyhow, I am not depressed....not moody....not even melancholic. I think I am just realizing something and I am not going to fight against it anymore.

3 comments:

  1. That is so damn accurate an observation! Totally agree! Also agree with the conclusion!
    "Maybe we dont love or adore each other as much to a point that we can accept each inadequacy anymore..."
    Cliche isnt it - when ppl say that when you say you love a person it means loving "everything" about him or her?
    But on the flipside, it's better to know they couldnt accept "everything" earlier than later...

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  2. :D
    everything is so general...indeed. thou sounds so nice.
    but, when i indeed felt that luv, seriously - the flaw itself becomes adorable, the merit itself comes more oozes of adorability.

    it's just hurdle after another, after the stage of infactuation. I evaluated myself alot during the pre- and post- of this stage.....if the conclusion is, flaws remain adorable (of coz, wud be slightly less than initial ) then = luv rather than just sweaty meaty passion. :)))

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  3. i guess ie why I am serious....hehe

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