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I guess that’s how i’ve always felt in a lot a ways since i was very young … too timid to really get involved, and too private to tell anyone exactly how i feel. Hahahahah and to think i’m in the communication business!

So here i am, after five years of putting in a lot, and to realise, that really, all that hard work didnt amount to anything much. Aside from the rude remarks i received today which really hurt, and to find out that a submission i’d done earlier wasnt even read but instead, just looked at after all the discussions were done -  i guess really, i’m ready to throw in the towel. What’s the use of thinking and strategising when it seems, only one way seems to work all the time. If there are others, it doesnt seem to exist here.

And i’m beginning to wonder, why am i here in the first place. As usual, in retrospect after all that has happened, not only is change evident, but i’ve also learnt once again, how never to treat to people and for anyone, always give the other party a sense of respect, no matter who they are. I’ve decided not to look at the negative side of things, but instead, come away from the experience, hoping that i’ve learnt something from it all.

Eckhart Tolle says in situations that would bring one down (or something like that), there are three things that can be done – act on it, remove oneself from it or just surrender to it.

After much thinking, for now, i’ll just surrender to it since circumstances does not allow me to remove myself from it. But i’ve already started to take steps to remove myself from here.  Over the years, i’ve taken in a fair share to observe the individuals here and really, i’ve seen a lot. These are very different people in their own ways, all with different agendas of their own.

If there was anything that would get them together, was the subject mostly, on a session of outpouring on a lot of stuff  (ie to bitch!). Being the person that i am, i have fairly stayed away from a lot of this, cos after a while, i just get sick and tired of the same thing over and over again. My reasoning is simple: If you don’t explain to people why XYZ is important or how ABC works, they will never understand why we do things the way we do, and will want things to be done their way. If you’re too scared to explain, but expect people to hold you in high regard, then, yes, some people will be in for a fair share of dissappointment or unhappiness. Or that’s how i’ve always looked at things.

But really, this has been a really bad week where i’ve opened my eyes and head and ears to human traits which i thought…  hey, that shouldnt happen to me, but it did. Will allow myself to wallow for a little longer and next week, get into rhythm again.

I just have to tell myself, that things are looking up for me. Eventually, i will find a way around this challenge, as i always do many, many times in my life. When one has scrapped the bottom of the barrel, this is a “sure-can-do” area!

Challenges in life has only made me stronger, and in reality, made me realise how i’d never one to treat anyone else in the same way, knowing i’ve been there myself. Though i do wonder why at times, others never realise this, but instead, do what they do without a care in the world?!  

I guess that’s why i’m always on the outside looking in… learning and lobeserving  and at the very least, trying to practice what i learnt, at some point in my life…

 

Paradise lost…

Ok… this is exactly how i feel… can’t blame it on PMS though this time…

This time, it’s really tears of frustration… to finally give in, and realise that no matter how much i try, i really cant give “benefit of the doubt” to certain humanoids, even more after finding out certain fact last friday morning.

First, it was shock. Then it was anger. Disillusionment sank in. Now, it’s just… frustration. Stabbed in the back, without even realising it.

But this is me, i never want to pass judgement on people, cos i believe that there is some good in them. However, this time, it’s really hard to turn my back and ignore when i’ve been lied to, at the  cost of my future.  

All this time, to think  i trusted this person, even tho i had my misgivings from years ago. But hey, i thot, maybe not. She is basically, nice. But when i found out what she had done and said, i’m at a point of no return. Politics sucks. All my hard work has really, literally, gone flushed, down the drain. And guess who’s been taking the credit? I rest my case.  

So angry and sad i was over the weekend that i actually took out my Eckhart Tolle books, to remind myself that i’d gotten this far in my life, not too be taken in by negative feelings. I’ve hated feeling like this, and really, i just want to jump out of a plane and scream till i cant scream anymore.

Nevertheless, it got me thinking. Why do people have to behave this way? Are they so insecure, and so eager to please, that it doesn’t matter how they are perceived by others?  Has the road to “success” totally changed the way humans behave? Have people forgotten, that respect is earned, and it doesnt mean being general dogsbody, or being a “yes man”? What are people so afraid of – that to highlight their point of view or to state the case, is a sign of weakness, even tho it may not be perceived in a positive light by others? Whatever happened “good ol hard work”, when it’s now, “positioning”? At least, i could deal with managing expectations, but now… i dont know any more…

As i get older, i will remind myself:

  • to never to take credit for someone elses’ good work  (i never have actually).
  • to never tell lies, even white ones.
  • to always have the “balls” to stand up, and stand firm for what i believe in. Even it others dont buy it. At least, i’ve stated my case – take it or leave it  (those who know me, know i do this).
  • to never take others for granted.
  • to never, ever stab anyone in the back/to use politics for one’s own gain.
  • to draw the line, and never ever let anyone walk over me. No matter who they are.
  • to never be afraid.

I actually understand why this other other person behaves the way she does. This seriously sucks, big time!

Trust is lost. Lines have been drawn, very very clearly.  Tears will continue to flow, for a while.

Damn! Making my move to change this situation.

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Weddings are expensive! This i am realising as a continuously look at ideas and purchase stuff – thank goodness getting married is a once in a lifetime event!

Cash strapped as i am (yeah, between reno and legal costs, i’m bleeding profusely!) i still went down south to Singapore recently for a short break… well, it was more of everything was being planned and there was no way i could get out of it without stepping on anyone’s toes. But, all in all it was good cos i managed to get all that i needed for the wedding – his and hers stuff!

Instead of driving, decided to take the earliest FireFly flight from Subang airport – 7.55 am. No worries there since it meant getting up extra early and most importantly, reaching Singapore bright and early! After some amounts of calculation on costs and tiredness, flying in would be a better bet. Plus, the thought of driving for four hours after a hectic week, did nothing to motivate me … more so cos i wasnt’ driving down alone and, hence free rein to burst all speed limits was not an option anymore… So gave up speed for leisurely flight down …

Upon reaching SG, we took a cab to my friend’s place in Upper Bukit Timah. We were staying at her brand new apartments. I must say, those apartments were really nice, and even the neighbourhood, was near the forest reserve, so there were loads of trees and birds chirping (or so la…). For brunch, we went to Vivo City and ate fab dim sum. Yes, it was also an all-you-can-eat holiday.

Then it was on to more shopping till we went back again to Changi (terminal 3) this time to pick up my friend’s aunt who was flying in from the UK. There, ate more – fab wanton with char siew. Wooaah, it was good since i handnt eaten this dish in ages and ages! Oh yes, since we waited extra long, we shared a packet of McD’s fries. Upon reaching home, it was pizza and all the additional stuff that comes with take home orders! And yes, while the others had it with wine, i just drank like half a bottle of coke to wake up and join in the conversation. Was dead tired from waking up super early and all that walking!

The next day, since i was dying for the black carrot cake (which i never can find in Msia), we drove over to Gim Moh market that sold the best carrot cake (black)! and it was goooooood! Reminded me of my memories as a kid heading down to Serangoon market to get my carrot cake fix everytime i was there!

And all this time we were there, it rained cats and dogs, literally! It was super heavy with strong wind, leaving uprooted trees as well. Even the jams were horrible. I noticed the Singaporeans were reacting very surprised to the strange weather they were having. Me, having lived in lands with very strong winds, very heavy rains, monsoons and floods didnt blink an eyelid. Hhhhmmmm … just kept on eating my yummie black carrot cake … heaven on earth!

From there, we went to orchard in search for everything wedding related – shoes, ties, cufflinks, etc etc etc. Far East plaza is really, my kind of place! Fantastic sales with a variety of styles to suit my crazy love for all kinds of shoes.  Ok, so all in all, i bought like 5 pairs. We searched. We deliberated. We compared prices. We bought. We moved on.

Next we headed for Tangs and there we found my wedding shoes! Beautiful pair that i fell in love with… talk about classy!

And then we went to Paragon and Taka to look for other stuff.  All at spectacular discounts! And then, we had a break at PS Cafe (?) at Paragon, lovely dips and flourless orange cake!

After having found out that Paul Smith was not at Taka, but at Isetan (some place quite far away) and went all the way there to find out that we had to go to Hilton SG since the boutique was there. And again, we went there to find out, the boutique was closed! Aisey … all that walking! So anyway, we just took a cab and went to my friend’s place for dinner!

And we did all this with loads of water falling from the sky!

To be continued…

Considering I now have  a really bad back due to quickies and affairs with mops and tall structures which led to rigorous movements of mus-ckles (muscles) I  never knew existed – I guess my hopes of becoming a professional cleaner has just gone bust! And if  i thot that would help me save from paying someone to teach me to use those musckles for reasons of health and …  trying not to venture into areas of having too much fatty deposits …  alas, an option now up in smoke…

And talking about smoke… since I am also very challenged in the getting directions right area (directionally challenged??), taxi driver dreams have also diminished – future passengers would not only  be crying, they would also be paying more cos meter would be running excessively – not because I’m intended to overcharge them but cos I cant find my way towards their destination. My grandmother (on my mother’s side mind you) can now rest in peace and not ever worry about this one particular descendant of hers (who cant really see over the steering wheel) ever venturing into this form of labor (hhhhmmm but I did tell her it was an honest job)…

Sigh… sooooo now… the safest best would be join the arena of exotic wines, spirits and second hand smoke – become a bartender! Just think about it –  I don’t necessarily have to drink, just learn how to mix drinks riiiiitr… i’m only required to be awake from like 5 pm onwards to the wee hours of the morning… then i can sleep! Yes, my life would be like those out of Vampires Diaries or the Twilight sagas of this world – a creature of the nite! wwwwooooaaaah… sounds kinda kewl!

But I can foresee certain challenges in that area too – for instance, lacking of finesse in the consumption of spirits area, and considering height is also one of my natural gifts I can’t change (unless I go to China),  customers may only hear me, not see me… unless I specially work at one that has loads of foot stools and ladders … tho a cousin of mine seems to think it may not be profitable cos future husband, future husband’s friends and cousins might just  wipe out everything before I can even try to sell anything … yes, quite an interesting predicament, don’t you think?

After numerous sessions of mentally seeing self in a different state of life career options… maybe, just maybe, I could become a Christmas tree contractor (I’d have to live in Canada tho)… and I did read that collecting trash in developed countries actually does pay well… again, I’d have to move to a different continent… I do see myself becoming a crime-scene cleaner (since this country does seem to have an increasing number of people liking to cause others bodily harm)… tho I may eventually become known as the specialist who faints before cleaning at every crime scene ( I get woozy seeing blood!)…

Toll booth collector also sounds good since the authorities have developed a certain fetish for making road users pay for every single tarred area but thinking of hands moving in and out of the small window … i might just end up having mucles and toned on just one side, while the other … sigh.. Embalming would be good but hey, putting make up and colour on beings with no life, I might end up living a life of prolonged nightmares! A dogwalker also came to mind but… can u imagine me walking a Doberman?! I rest my case. Maybe a dog psychologist then??? Yes, imagine me having “silent conversations” or even better, “woof woofing” away with them canines. Sounds kewl…

What would be the next option I have in terms of career change and living an interesting and fulfilling life? I cant seem to think but at this point in time, everything else sounds darned good from what i currently do!

In Tarot cards, when one draws The Hermit card, it signifies the need we sometimes have to follow our own path, with only our own inner light to guide us.

 The Future : I need to think more.

And sooo… the world continues to spin and time waits for no man…

And for all this time… i’ve started back on my bag fetish… sigh … and these are the ones i’m eyeing…

Mulberry Leather Bayswater bag

The classic, the icon, the handstitched Mulberry Bayswater (Black)

Dior 61 Tote… i lurve the colour and it matches my shoes!!!

And last… but not least…

Marc by Marc Jacobs Dr Q Hillier Hobo…

They’re in colours and styles i’m obviously hankering after… Sigh … time to think about future “investments” …

 

Remember him??! OMG i used to drive my mum mad, practicing to laugh like Woody! And everything went to a standstill whenever his cartoon was on in the evenings…. sigh, the good old days… i think i can still do his signature laugh…

Strangely, in the midst of trying to sort out messed up brain and prioritise work, details, documentation as well as household chores (wonder how new bathroom will look like with new tiles? how soon before i can call in the cleaners? order birthday cake for niece – barbie mariposa?) and at the same time, diss the working habit of some people… i had the chance to look into the glass door and i stopped – i am sooooooooooooo short! 

I had this strange thought – look up my legs and you’d see my head immediately. None of those strange meanderings where people might say… ”legs that go on… like forever”…. nah, no Gisele Budchen here (OMG did anyone see her recently on the runaway – sigh… just 6 months after giving birth! hawt hawt hawt!)… hhhmmmm

And yes… while anyone tall might see things from a different perspective, by virtue they’re taller and probably ”see a bigger picture”… i’d just see things as they are… yeah, nothing much to talk about… no bird’s eye view of anything…

Damn… and i was just watching America”s Next Top Model where this time, it was petite models… and the ”shortest” was 5’3″! So much for petite… i lost interest after that! So, considering i’m smaller than petite… i’m… waaaaat… a dwarf???? sigh….

This is what happens when i’ve got too much things in my head… and what do i do… worry about things are… errr not relevant…

hhhhmmmm and talking about non-relevant subjects… here i am totally broke, thinking of getting the Ed Hardy t-shirt on 30% discount – some clearance thingy … where is my common sense???? probably headed out for a break… leaving me as my original self, confused 24/7!

oh well… confused and suffering from realisation on how really short (yes, taking a break from being vertically challenged) i am… i’m a goner! I need a break! Just finished reading a whole slew of books including some a book on dogs and death, more dog books, and Committed by Elizabeth Gilber (yup, the Eat, Pray, Love author)… will talk about it soon…

But for now… jog  in the park, here i come!

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So yes… since the last time i said that i was getting married… many things have happened… so many things to get started on and as for  now… i’m taking a short break from all forms of wedding preparations…

Getting things off the ground really made me go insane for a bit there… venues to look, budgets to consider, number of people, colours, cards, etc etc etc … so really, i think i was right from the start… there’s this unspoken strategy when trying to get one’s wedding organised. It’s no job for the fainthearted. Thank goodness, i’ve had experience in dealing with events that really, i looked at it from a job perspective… so it was easy. Friends even made fun of my spreadsheet but really, if it helps, why not?! Some say i’ve a long way to go since its still months ahead, some say otherwise. To me, i’d just wanted to sort out stuff before it’s too late.

And like any job, the job is easy, dealing with the people part was difficult. So, with good friends and a cool hubby-to-be, i worked on doing the groundwork first, and then only got the others in. Like sorting out the dates, the colour scheme, the budgets, the card design, the venue for the wedding party (hubby to be says it’s a reception, i say it’s a party!), the saree type and colour, the  wedding gown design and fabric, the food, the wedding favours, the flowers for the church, church documents, the deco … the list goes on.  Even the engagement ring!

Yes, i went to the jewellers, identified the right diamond size (yes people, the Hearts on Fire diamond range is super!), the right bands to go with it, even to call boyfriend to enquire if it was within budget… and i even paid the downpayment and waited for boyfriend (at that time) to come home and officially put it on me! Talk about being practical… but he was kewl about it … the moment he touched down at the airport,  we went and got the ring! He says he wanted to make sure i’m all his… hahahahahaha…

But since i said i wanted him to go down on his knees… he did so at his cousin’s place with his usual group of friends around … you’d think we were getting married instead of getting engaged by the way his friends were carrying on! Sorry luv, i cant remember very much what you said cos i was too busy doubling up with laughter at the antics of everyone… yeah even the photos didnt come out  cos there were no lights and the phone’s camera didnt come with a flash! Yes, it was quite hilarious and something i’d definitely remember!

With some friends, i went through a hilarious process of me trying out different designer gowns and them sitting like queens, giving their comments. It was literally like a scene from “Say Yes to the Dress” program. But with all the “ooohs” and “aaaahs” to “I’m not wearing that!”… we found the right design and even the veil which is a  cathedral veil version… kewl! Truth be told … during these intense times (even family can be quite tiresome!)… friends are who ones turns to to find relief…

So, after a month or more of intense looking around, phone calls and staying away from people with negative energy, i sorted out the basic stuff! hhhmmm…. well, at least some parts of it, thanks to Weddings by Martha Stewart! Seriously, the magazines and her websites have loads of helpful info and ideas… great stuff!

And i’ve decided to take a bit of rest for now… well not really, since i’ve now got to sort out more details on the invitation cards etc … sigh … it never ends… and its even more difficult and hubby to be … hhhmmmmm HMB for short, is miles away in a different country and is only back once a month (or so) to see what’s happening and make decisions… yeah emails are fine, but its different with HMB in the flesh not around…

However, i must say, if it wasnt that i also had a day job which was also quite stressful, i’d really would have been in a better mood. But really, thank goodness for some friends who kept me sane for a bit … but i must say, it’s really true what all self help books have to say about leading a better life… think positive and keep the negativity away… even those who hand out “helpful” advice, just take it with a pinch of salt :-)

Hence, it is also one of the many reasons why only a few close friends know about this upcoming happy day. I’d rather just have very close ones in the know, then the whole universe of friends. It’s something i’d just want to share with those who have bothered to keep in touch and stay in touch, rather than those who only provide smart aleck remarks when one least needs it.

And to top it off… we just got news that HMB’s uncle is in the last stages of life… cancer. I wonder how this will affect the wedding prep? Custom has it there’s the one year of mourning… but this affects the brothers, not the sisters etc or something like that. Will just have to wait and see what happens next.

Of all things today, i lose my wallet! yeah, i should have just not moved from my couch this morning since i had a head breaking headache (hhhhmmmm i get these headaches way too often these days….) but appointments and duties had to be kept.

And amidst hurrying from one place to the next, i realised, only way too late, that i didn’t have my precious wallet  with me! Frantically searching and making the necessary calls to all the places i’d been this morning, with hopes that someone may have seen it and kept it. Alas, all was in vain.

Like i was telling someone the other day, i could lose my handphone and not bother for a long while to get a new one. But a wallet, now that’s something really personal and it’s something where i stash loads of stuff, my stuff! hhhhhmmmm…

Resigned to the fact that i’d never see my red Dior wallet again, i called a few friends, cos i needed the telephone numbers of banks to inform them to block my card etc. Thank goodness i was on my way to they gym when i actually realised that my wallet was missing and had to borrow some cash from my trainer cos i didnt have cash to pay for parking!!! Thank goodness my car has enough petrol for the next few days.

And this is what i learnt today: When i made all those calls to enquire on those telephone numbers/sms-es to tell someone about the ordeal, not one person asked if i was ok nor did they ask whether i needed cash when i told them the reason i was asking for those numbers!!! One actually told me to only leave the office to do the necessary documentation after the meetings the following week. Only after i’d done the calls and made the police report, did all this hit me. Oh well, maybe losing wallets and purses are a normal occurence to many and as such, no one bothers or makes anything out of it.

Perhaps. Maybe.

Ok, so maybe i’m just depressed i lost the most important thing to me, on top of a headache that gets worse by the minute. But it makes practical sense. You lose a wallet, all your cash and identification papers are in it. So with no cash and no identification papers or even a driving license, i could be an illegal immigrant, and a very broke one at that! And even to get your police report authorised get all your other documents in order, one needs to pay for that. So like me, with no one around to help, where do you get the cash from?!! i didnt know whether to laugh or to cry when i found out about this!

This made me think about my experience when my bag was snatched a few years ago. A friend of a friend who came to the rescue, made sure he took me the clinic to make sure i was alright, and all wounds were well taken care of. And yes, he also made sure i had some cash with me that night just in case. The very next day, he not only drove me,  but also made sure all the necessary documentation was sorted out and sat with me throughout the whole day, cracking jokes and just making sure i didnt break down. This is kindness, from people you least expect to be there when one is in a “predicament”. Thanks a million dude!

Experiences always teach me something. No matter who it is on the other side of the line who calls suddenly asking for weird things out of the blue, always ask if they’re alright. If i do come across someone who’s in the same predicament as i am today, always ask if they’d like some help and if they have enough cash to get through the next few days. A few extra dollars will always go a long way.

So here it is… how does one go around changing the behaviour of others? Hahahahah not in this lifetime! I’ve always had this thought, if you cant change them at 25, no one can!

So really, i’ve been very patient of late, more so since i started my PG13 Project but really, the more i keep quiet and watch, the more appalled i am.

In one case i was observing … people just do not like to work, even if it falls under their responsibilities! Why?! They wait until someone else picks up the pieces for them, and then still, not even a word of thanks. Well really, i witnessed this behaviour in quite a few individuals, and when i studied their modus operandi, they’d probably pick up and do it unless someone actually pointed in their direction or someone in power was part of the group. Sad. No sense of responsibility.

Some people just refuse to see light at the end of the tunnel. They’re just to caught up in the ways things were done, that even though other avenues have opened up, and there are so many different solutions around them, nope, “i’ve done this before and this is the only way it can be done”. Sigh. Oh yes, i cant let this good one go. “This has been done in XXX country, hence this can be done here as well!”… wonder whatever happened to looking for the local fit etc … sigh sigh sigh…

Oh well… even in every other relationships, i see this – friends, boyfriends, sisters, parents, relations etc. And i’ve given up trying to change them. The other day,someone asked me when was i going to ask the special man in my life to stop smoking or whatever else. Now why will i do that to a grown up? He knows what he has to do as he’s had his health scare already. I’m not going to go after him on this… why bother?!!!

On that note, like i know a few people who are always, never on time. I could bet my bottom dollar that they’d turn up half an hour to an hour late every time, without fail, with  no respect for the other person’s time. And if you tell them so, they get defensive with a string load of excuses. And these are grown ups. It’s no wonder kids sometime turn out the way they do cos grown ups around them provide bad examples as well!

Nooooooooooooooooooo…. i’m not saying that i’m perfect… far from it especially… i am, without a doubt, the most blur, clueless, mentally screwed up soul around. And for that…. sigh… i’m trying to improve. And i’m still trying .. cos it’s very tiring and trying to put up with people and their idiosyncrasies. I’d rather just not know most times. Saves the heartache and headache.

So for now… i’ll still stick to my life saying… if you cant change them at 25, dont bother after that!

Hand Tied Lilies - Bridal Bouquet 

“i’m getting married” … there i’ve said out loud…

Sounds kinda strange coming from me… the one who was for the longest time a confirmed bacholerrette!

But seriously, it was stress-fying from the very beginning! For the whole month of April, i couldn’t eat or function properly! Everything from being rejected by in-laws to trying to understand “why anyone would want to marry a nut case like me?!” came to mind.

So yes, wedding preprations are being made and yes, i’m still clueless about a lot of things, since my future other half is away in another country all together. Ho hum… life goes on…

Nevertheless, out of all of this… one things continues to bug me… why do people continue to focus on the negative aspects of marriage life. So yes, both of us are from different religions and backgrounds, so does that mean its all going to be hell and highwater? Of course not…

In the beginning, I had my better half telling me that i should find out/be aware of issues. Then i had another individual  telling us that we should not be married, but instead live in sin. Strangely, when this person said it, i wasn’t affected at all. To tell the truth, i wasnt in the least interested nor could i care less. Left ear in, right ear out. But only when my better half brought it up one night and only then did i realise how affected he was by listening to all of this, did i really pull myself up and get a bit miffed with all this negative remarks. With me, never mind, say what u want, but to individuals that i love and care about, dont you even try…

Yes, knowing the issues and problems are great, and being aware of even the smallest issue will help, but really, to keep on dwelling on it as though we’re going to know about everything before the marriage is just asking for trouble i reckon. Everyone is different and as such, no one is going to have the same problem, the same way. There may be similarities but really… how one reacts would be different.

Thankfully really, only my closest friends whom i’ve told about the marriage have come out with rallying support on this whole thing. Oh well, i think it’s because i’ve seen them go through their own relationship/marital challenges and learnt quite a few things as well along the way… and yes, i do get the hints/talks on what needs to be done etc etc etc etc every once in while, and not the constant reminder of “think of the issues/problems/marriage is not a bed of roses” etc from various humans.

Seriously, if everyone had this mantra, it’s no wonder the sanctity of marriage has been seriously compromised and people would rather live together than commit to each other for a whole lifetime. Hence, i’ve stayed away from all this negative energy as much as i can. Not hiding, but just dont want to be absorbed into it. As i’ve said before, embroiling one self in too much negative energy just really hits one the wrong way, right from the start!

To me, marriage is really a commitment to live and grow old together. I know it’s not going to be perfect as there will be a lot of compromise, give and take and really, learning to live with each other, and surviving through each other’s bad/irritating habits! Yes i bet there would be the arguments, but heck, i even argue with the cats that sleep in my front yard! And for having kids, i would love to have some. A few. 3 maybe… i dunno but i really want to start with a girl… errr i think i’m thinking way way ahead here :-P

If there’s anyone who should be high tailing out of this should my own self, coming from the dysfunctional background that i have. I’ve lived through it first hand and fully aware of what could make or break a marriage. It’s easy to remember the challenging times and the ensuing dramas, strangely i remember them very clearly in my mind. Without a doubt, I have my scars, i have my baggage, i have my issues. But i’ve realised in the last few years that keeping these with you only begets more problems. So in the end, i chucked it all aside and used it as life lessons, try not to repeat them. Learn from the past so that mistakes do not reoccur. And as such, it has kinda prepared me for this life time commitment that i’m entering. Eyes wide open… I’ll settle the problem when it crops up, not start thinking about it and have a prepared issues kit!

I’ve realised that i’ve grown up much more in the last few years. I’ve learnt that whatever that has happened to me were really, things that would make me a better person, stronger with nerves of steel, and prepare me for the future. I’ve learnt to let go and go with the flow… no restrictions, no rigid rules and regulations. If it’s good, then good. If its bad, then out the window. If its going to harm me, then no. If nothing, then why not…

 The fact that i really, honestly, do not care what sort of religion anyone can embrace, except the fact that you’re an honestly good and trustworthy person. I dont remember ever telling anyone how or what they should be praying or saying or doing upon entering any house of worship nor have i judged anyone based on their religion. But somehow, i do get this once in a while … that’s why i always wonder  at how religions have evolved and moved with the times, but not the practitioners… sigh…

Anyway… yes, i’m getting married and i’m preparing myself mentally… physically i cant do very much anymore, crap! How or what happens will largely depend on how we tackle it, good times, challenging times. It will be a challenge for these two independent souls, but one i promise not to back down from! :-)

Yeah… it’s going to be good… well, most of it anyway ;-)

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