Sunday, 22 April 2012

  • Remember me

    I hate how I can just fade away. Like how, after a while, you stop noticing that your walls are a light olive green. Old friends never text or call or message me. Sometimes I wonder if they ever think of me...if they even remember me after we've parted ways. It's a hollowing feeling...realizing you have been forgotten.

Friday, 20 April 2012

  • Dear Future Boyfriend(s)...

    Why haven't we found each other yet? I've been waiting for you all my life. It's been 22 years...if there's more than one of you...have you all gotten lost on the way? Did the party bus fall off the cliff? I thought it was you a few times, but I was wrong. I haven't committed to any one yet because I'm always on the look out for you.

    I don't think I'm a bad person--not perfect--but I think I'm a good catch. These strange men I bump into at bars and ballparks seem to think so. Make me your girlfriend and don't be wishy washy about it. Then, I promise I won't leave you like I do the other guys. I promise I will not get distracted by the other guys. I know I can be a great girlfriend to you. I promise, for you, I'll open up and not hold back. I've learned from all my past "somethings" what I want and what I can give. So when we finally meet, I'll be sure...I'll know it's YOU...and I won't run from you.

Thursday, 26 January 2012

  • Mismatched Couples

    I'm going to be flat out honest. Brutally honest. When I see a couple, I judge. If the two look cute together or they seem to match and have chemistry, then they get off easy. The couples that I really take a few seconds more to ponder over are the ones in which one individual is significantly more attractive than the other. When it's the guy that is more attractive, Avril Lavigne's song, Girlfriend, starts playing in my head. When it's the girl, I'm not less harsh: either that guy she's with is some amazing person or she's just desperate.

    I used to wonder how these mismatches happened. I always thought I could never settle for a guy that wasn't unanimously seen as attractive by most girls. Funny that I am now on the other side. I started falling for one of my guy friends. And, when I confessed to my friends they told me over and over again that they didn't get what I saw in him because I am "out of his league." Maybe it was time to realign my standards. I don't completely agree with their opinions...but, sadly, I don't disagree either. In the end, I can't help thinking: he must be one incredible person or I've gotten desperate for "love."

    What do you think? Is my judgement of couples cruel and unusual--am I alone in how I think? Have you ever experienced being in an "out of your league" relationship?

Friday, 04 November 2011

  • In my moments of darkest despair,
    I cry out and still no one hears.

    ...So this is how the lone wolf dies
    Curled up in the darkest corner
    Of his lonely cavern, he lies
    Staring at a bloody pool of his own life
    At a mirror of the only face he's known
    Worn and torn from famine and strife
    He draws his final breaths, feelings unfurled
    And whispers to himself,
    Good night, World.


Wednesday, 14 September 2011

  • Triangles

    I don't feel like the black sheep anymore. I'm finally getting to know the people in my accounting class, and establishing a few more friendships. I've also made connections with the students in the Chinese community, and met a number of other grad students. I'm living in a beautiful house with seven wonderful housemates, a lovely kitchen, and a super patio. I met the real sweet boy next door. I got honked at by a dude on a motorcycle as I was walking down the road to get to class (third time...it's a pattern). One of my best friends is back on campus so we've been hanging out a lot and catching up with our mutual friends. It's like I'm walking on cloud 9. It's so surreal to me.

    So I think my love life can totally be turned into one of those annoying love triangle shows/movies. Either I have nothing going on at all or there's one super awesome guy...and then another one, or two, suddenly drop in the picture. Well, today, I was busy trying not to daydream about boy next door when my phone went off. Now, the last time I was with boy next door, I had asked him to walk me home cuz it was late and I thought our street was dark an scary (come on if I get honked at during the day...who knows what can happen at night). Anyway, we had an awkward parting so I thought he was weirded out. But I got a text later from him saying he wanted to ask if I wanted to hang out, but I looked tired so he didn't. And then I didn't hear from him again. So....I had been pining to hear from him again, when my phone went off. Immediately, I snatched it....only to find that the person who had texted me was none other than my ex-crush. After a few back and forth messages, he gave me a new pet name and said to stay in touch. I had a real bad crush on this guy after meeting him my freshman year. We talked sporadically here and there, and I knew he had a girl at one point in time. Then, before he graduated he spent a night at my place, being sweet to me and never trying to push my boundaries. I had very occasionally heard from him again after that...he had intentions of meeting up again, but we were both moving and timing never worked out. Of course...like any typical love triangle story....mr. harder-to-get is the one I'm more attracted too, while mr. sweet-nice-guy is chasing me. So one's in divinity school (boy-next-door) and the other's headed for law school (ex-crush). Mr. divinity-school is slightly older, I think, and he's worked before but decided to come back for school. Mr. law-school-candidate is only two years my senior...and oh so far away. :( And so feeling less monogamous, I text guy-next-door and he took the opportunity to ask me out. Guess he was waiting on a response from me the whole time.

    Both are kinda similar looking and both are mature enough...Boy-next -door is kinda like an ex-douche-turned-good. He's more sweet and really respectful. Ex-crush is like former-party-frat-boy-gone-good-and-grown-up. He's a lot more playful (which I like), but still respectful of me.

    If your life were like a corny comedy romance with annoying love triangles...who would you choose?
    Oh Dilemma.