bloody unreachable knot
Wednesday, May 3rd, 2006If i have two choices, why on earth i always choose the wrong one? i don’t have this woman intuition or inkling or sense or whatever. Just choose and finally realise that it’s wrong. At the end, as always. *sigh*.
Sheesh, i have to sharpen up my senses otherwise i’m gonna be in deepshit. My flatmate mostly disagrees with my choice of guys. She even invents names for them. Mommy’s boy. Rabbit. Chuck Norris. Too calm soon you’re gonna freak him out. Argh help!
I see soo many friends at my age look like live happily ever after, find the right one, having kids (at my age), get married (even worse, a year before that, means younger than my age now). Ohmy!
Maybe i am not that bad at studying, reading, working, or maybe i have good taste of art, books, music, movies, almost everything. But i’m soo mediocre at this thing. Stupid and so insensitive sometimes i can’t see obvious horrible things coming.
I’ve had twice (yeah, twice, hit me on the head please!) experience where i lost great ones because i was too dense. or even worse. thick. ^^;; the first one ended up with getting married this year and the last one (i heard) is dating someone for ages. It should’ve been me. Or it shouldn’t? Or are these blessing (blessing sounds like an exaggeration, ay?) in disguise? Oh stop making me feel better with these crap.
Vada: "Why do you think people want to get married?"
Thomas J: "When you get old, you just have to." (My Girl)