
Final preparation for exam :( For the first time I can say that I am unprepared and mean it.
Dies.
"We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly"
~Sam Keen
"We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love."
~Tom Robbins
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it oepns up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."
skrehmani
~Neil Gaiman
"Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.'
Mature love says: 'I need you because I love you'"
~Erich Fromm
"To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing."
~Anonymous quotes
This one is special :) I remember Dad giving this card with this words to Mom ^.^
"If I never met you, I wouldn't like you. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't love you. If I didn't love you, I wouldn't miss you. But I did, I do, and I will."
~Anonymous quotes
Sometimes, I have the tendency of self deluding myself. Running away from reality. There are certain things that I'd bury so deep into my subconsious that even I don't realise it. Or that I'd force myself to bury them deep. *sad*
Growing up like a lil princess has it's draw backs. You don't know if you can live outside of your comfort zone. Having it easy in a way but hard in many ways. Sometime I question myself. It's hard when you grow up surrounded by people who are emotionally unavailable. You learn not to trust your feelings.
What I plan for my future? Many :) Does it include any man? No. Why? Because I need things to be under my control :) I want to be financially independant. Family would bring more financial obligation. That troubles me. To balance out my needs and my wants.
It scares me that actually think I might have to give up selfish things like my facial treatments, pampering pedicure and manicure, my lil visits to the hairdressers. For crying out loud, how on earth do you woman out there deal with it? Don't say you don't have to give it up :P I see many who do. Unless of course, you marry some rich man. And I don't see them knocking at my door yet :P
Makes me want to say, 'Hell, no." But the rewards from actually having a family? Herm... I don't want to think about this :P I refuse to, you hear. I am going to remain 21 forever.
Love,
Julie
Family relationship can be complex and difficult. Especially so when you are of the same gender, i.e. mother-daughter or father-son. Its constantly difficult for us to speak in the same language when we are of different generation. Mothers as a rule are more lenient towards their sons and fathers are towards their daughters.
Maybe because deep inside, they expect their same gender children to follow their footsteps, or avoid their mistakes or achive some sort of expectations. And worse case is when this all happen subconciously, that when confronted, they will deny outright. I have many times apologize to my mother for not being girlish enough to suit her. My brothers too apologises for not being good enough to actually reach the benchmarks. Bummer ain't it?
Today and yesterday was a revelation for me. Yesterday, I was late for my project group meeting. Racing down the stairs, I said a quick, "Later, mom." only to be answered with a dragon-like roar of, "Take your laundry up first before you go." We had like a 1 min screaming match and I relented and carted my laundry bag upstairs before rushing back to the car. And as I start my car, my mom sweetly said from the doorway, "Have a good study time, ok. Good luck."
That, cracked me up inside. I gave a grin and thumbs up at mom as I drove away. I thought to myself, "That woman is nuts, I tell ya." ROFL. I guess both of us are so used to the 'power strugggle' somewhat that we are past the sulking stage. Back then its was Argue > Sulk > Find a common gripe > bond. Now its, Argue > Bond. LOL.
I guess, that is love for you. Screaming at each other doesn't lessen the love. It simply releases the tension and then you can move on to more productive things. Like this morning she screamed in the car, "Lia, your driving scares me!!" And I just go, "Mom.... chill... I constantly keep a car distance btw me and the front car." She'd snipe back, "It's not the distance that scare me, its your speed." I'd then relent and slows down. She is after all, my mom. Nutty or not :P Later when I dropped her at the office, she would wait for me to drive off before entering her office, waving her goodbye. *huggles mom*
These days we get a long better. Not that it's smooth sailing. Never that. We are too alike to make the fit comfortable. But we get along. I learn to shut up and listen and she learns that when I answer her, it's not a sign of disrespect. So, ok.. it took us about.... what... 2 years to get here? Wow, 2 long years. It was worth all the tears of frustrations. I really really love my parents, a lot. They are my anchors. But we still drive each other nuts. Well, we have learned to live with it.
Not so long ago, I had wanted to run away from home, to move out. Today, I have learned that although its harder to stay and make it work, it was worth all the pain. Growing up pains, we all have them ;)
GTG, later :)
Love,
Julie
Love,
Julie
The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect, he becomes an adolescent; the day he forgives them, he becomes an adult; the day he forgives himself, he becomes wise.
Alden Nowlan, 1933-1983
Canadian Poet
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