Whimsical Love.

It's funny to thing time and over again, how I'm attached to certain things in my life. Mostly they were things or "creatures" a.k.a humans or beings that makes me feel like crap but then again, they did gave me a sense of completion. I don't remember how many times we've talked about this on my blog. Mmmmm..Hmm.

Lately, life is good. 

So good where everyday feels like a day in the sun picking up daffodils.

I am happy and contented for now with what's been going on lately.

*Love is shining brightly in Shah Alam.

*Gained new friends each day via blog, the never ending Facebook and through work place.

*Enemies turned into friends. (Funny how I quoted enemy in plural form, I hope the number of enemies I have are not more than my 10 small fingers.)

Yesterday was my off day from work. For the first time ever, I stayed home whole day watching my loved one playing his Medieval War game. He bought lunch consists of something I don't eat, but I ate a little out of love. But we had a nice simple dinner consists of best street burger I ever tasted in Shah Alam around midnight with my favourite bottle of Grapefruit Gatorade and him with his orange juice. It's either iced Milo, or orange juice for him everytime we go out for breakfast, lunch or dinner. I did asked why orange juice? He said, "Because I smoke, so I need the Vitamin C". Funny. If you know smoking is that hazardous dear, then stop smoking.

Why am I blogging this and trying to bore you readers with my soapy, sappy, lovey-dovey Monday?

Because this is the first time ever I felt happy, staying home doing house chores, watching my significant other playing his addictive war game and only went out to buy dinner. Usually, doesn't matter if I'm on holiday or not, ideal way to spend my time is walking aimlessly for movie or lunch or dinner and splurge money on RM15 parking fee. 

Didn't know a day of resting in the house with your loved one could be something happy as well. Shall do it more often next time onwards.

So yesterday, I cleaned the kitchen, washed the toilet, cleaned the room. Starting to get annoyed with housemates that doesn't seem to care about hygiene or cleanliness of the house. I mean how could they cooked, and eat in a messed up kitchen. I got mad and wrote a note, although it sounds childish but I just wanted them to get the message that I am mad. They did behaved for half of the day before they started to annoy me at night when I tried to sleep.

Banging the house door in and out at 3am in the morning? When I was half asleep finding my way through dreamland. I got mad and woke up groggily, and asked my loved one to call my  mobile phone. I didn't know why I did that, but listening to his voice did calm me down and put me back to sleep 10 minutes later.

Woke up today feeling sleepy. Currently at work, while I am blogging this. About to go buy lunch in a while, probably something light, although I am hungry. Dumb as it may sounds, I don't like eating alone. It is just pathetic. 

Missing everyone back in KL loads, each and everyone of you.

Love you guys a lot and of course, always.

Sidenotes:

Yesterday my loved one wanted to put my number under his Friend Finder list, to check on me, to know know where I am or whether I am lying if I said I am at home. So he asked, "Whats your number?"

I was like, "Sheesh, you don't remember my number?"

Told him I do remember his, and he asked "Ok, what's my number then?"

"Err, 016- ****346"

"No, that's wrong, it's 436", he said.

I was like, "Whatever, at least I did get the first 3 numbers right."

Before he left the house he said, "Dear, I do remember your first 3 numbers too".

With that innocent look on his face, "It's 016".

Thank god, love conquers the madness I had at that moment, and decided just to smile at him.

This is what I call a Whimsical Love.

The baffles begins.

Sometimes people leave comments on this site, and they make me laugh, because:

a) What are you doing here if you don't like me

b) Based on what I've already written here, is it not clear that I'm going to make fun of you if you say something bad about me and you say it in a way that makes you sound stupid?  

Because dude, if you come here, read some stuff, and then leave a comment with bad grammar and weird words, I'm sorry.  Game on.

Anyway, let us skip all that and move on to today's post.

All of us wonder about our significant other's past in the back of our minds. OK, maybe in the front of our minds. The things men wonder about are probably similar to what women wonder about. And the strange thing is, if I could have access to this information about my significant other's past, I'm not even sure what I'd want to hear. 

Here are the questions I ponder, and the answers (I think) I'd like to hear:

What is your "number"?

That number would make me think.

How many serious relationships have you had?

When do you start counting serious relationships? My longest relationship is sitll my high school sweetheart-- one year. I was a completely different person then. Are there a certain amount of "mistakes" or "experiences" someone needs to make in love before they are ready to get serious?

Do you want to be that person your significant other "learns the ropes" with? There are many times where a more experienced dater might become exasperated with an inexperienced dater. I'm still learning the dynamics of space in a relationship, for example. On the other hand, you don't want someone to have a whole bunch of exes in their wake. That just adds to the inventory of the annoying ex they are still friends with or that one that all their friends wishes they were still with. You never want too many of those.

And are you comfortable being the second person someone say they "love,". The fourth? Do you believe that a person can fall in love more than once?

How long was your longest relationship?

If someone has a series of 2 and 5 month relationships, they probably haven't learned enough. It's tough, too, when you get into a relationship with someone who has a big fat 5-10 year relationship under their belt. It takes a while to get over those, and sometimes you have to compete with them. Even if they are clearly over a past long relationship, it's still intimidating when they've been a part of something that intense.

After debating the "correct" answers, I realize that the answer might lie in relativity to the daters. I would feel most comfortable with someone who had a similar number of relationships as I have in their past, a number of sexual partners slightly higher or lower than mine, and whose longest relationship is slightly longer or shorter than mine. But perhaps there are people out there who actually feel more comfortable when someone has much higher or lower numbers than them.

According to my preferences, we should look for people with common romantic pasts. Perhaps this works out naturally, and the discussion never comes up about our pasts. And, if people are really in love, maybe people with contrasting romantic pasts can overcome those differences.

Are these details actually things you don't want to know? Do you ever lie about the numbers for these questions? And what do you prefer for these questions about your significant other, and why? Is this information even something we should be entitled to know?

Short notes:

The past is the past, what matters is now. 

The future? 

I'll let 5-7 years time takes it's course, baby.

Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy.

I woke up this morning thinking today would be just another 14th February.

My previous ex boyfriend doesn't celebrate Valentines Day as he thinks it contradicts the teaching of our religion. I, myself don't celebrate Valentines Day usually but I do look forward to chocolates and flowers as it gives the thought that you're being loved for that one special day.

Few days ago, when I asked him "What are we doing this Sunday?" He said he don't know. I asked him twiced hinting that I do want to celebrate this miserable Sunday of the year, all I got was "Hehe." So finally yesterday he told me "I'll take you out for lunch tomorrow ok?"

Lunch. Not that I was expecting it to be the most romantic lunch I ever had but since it was Valentines Day, I thought it would be somewhere special. But that's not how we started of the celebration today. I woke up around 12pm and ended up arguing over the phone about something that he quoted me off the night before.

Sheesh. My heart broke like crumbs of an egg tart. All the thoughts I had for this perfect Sunday starting to taste like bad lemon and dust mixed with laxative. Heart felt sour and a little of minty feeling scratched with sand paper. Word just popped out of thin air waiting for me to attacked him with series with smses.

But apparently I did not do that. I just couldn't get mad although inside my heart it was raining with lightning of anger and drench with a storm of tears. I just told him, "Just come over, then we'll go out." He came around 2 pm, and waited for me to get done an hour later. After I was done, then he just spilled his heart out talking shits about what he wanted for the future. Future as in 5-7 years time of range that he's referring to. None of the things he planned in that 5-7 years time involved me in it. I was devastated, thinking why he think I am thinking too much of this relationship. Of course as a female creature with feelings and devoted emotions, I do want good things out of this relationship that we're having now.

I cried. He then straightens things out with me and we decided to take things slow, and driving the "Que Sera Sera" moto into this relationship. Whatever will be, will be. As the future aren't ours to see.

Drama continues up until 7 pm. With intervals of him looking at the Starcraft trailer which he had to reload it twice as I accidently pulled the cable from the laptop. (He is an addict gamer, where games + laptop comes 2nd after his car. I wonder which rank I am in his life though, or am I even numbered on the list)

Ended up having lunch at 7 pm. 12 hours of starvation from the last time we had our dinner. While waiting for our food, I noticed we were sitting at the table number 14. Table number 14 on 14th of February. Well, merely a coincidence I supposed.

Then we're off to KL as we decided to watch movie at Pavilion. Holy cow, it was a huge crowd over at the cinema. Most of them were watching Chinese New Year flicks, while the couples hit the movie called Valentines Day. We decided to watch The Wolfman. Bought the 1.30 am show, and had 4 hours of free time before the movie started. To kill time, we walked through the streets of KL, consists of Bukit Bintang pavement and everything thats along the way.

Noticed many couples went on colour coordinated dress theme. Some wore "couple-tee". Me and him? We just dress up as how we do normal in everyday lives. It is just a day to celebrate over a movie and dinner with someone, I just don't get it why some couple have to go to the extreme to show to the world that they're together. No offence to readers who actually did whatever I just mentioned. Movie ended around 3.30 am. Overall, the movie was allright, and I did jumped from my seat a couple of times as it did got a little violent in certain part of the movie. We then went to A&W in PJ as he haven't been there for years for dinner cum supper.

No flowers. No exquisite dining. No gifts.

But I felt happy to be the centre of attaction in his mind, knowing that few hours of holding hands meaning I was loved by someone. It felt good during that particular moment.

Thanks Eddy for making today as a day to remember by.

Used to be confused over the situation, I hope I am not now.

Sidenotes:

I know he loves me too. Probably not now, but in the near future.

Perhaps?

Fabulous February with a little trip on E.

Apparently this blog is updated once a week now.

Previously, I've been giving reason that I haven't paid my internet bill, lack of time, been petty over trivial matters and etc.

But today I've came up with a new reason on why I've been busy.

I found a new love in life. 

The "love" I'm speaking of here, is something I like to keep to myself and something for you guys out there to figure it out. It could be a person, a thing, a being, or a new hobby I've been indulging myself into. But basically this "love" been putting a smile on my face throughout the day of this week. Although it's been a month since I've comprehend things over with this "love" of mine but only for the past 1 week I'm taking this "love" of mine seriously.

Damn, I love putting everyone in a state of confusion.

Even I myself got confused over time whats been going on lately.

But overall, I'm happy.

I hope everyone is happy as well. Speaking of happiness, V-day and Chinese New Year is just around the corner. Shall kill chocolate fats by eating boxes of Mandarin oranges. Would like to wish everyone a very Happy Chinese New Year and to my loved ones Happy Valentines Day. It's about time before some extremist posting some cut and paste article on why we shouldn't celebrate V-day. But then I don't bother much as I am only looking forward to 14th February because I'll be off from work that day and I get to spend time with that new "love" of mine. 

Wishing everyone a great weekend ahead. To the ones celebrating V-day, it's not the gifts that matters, so don't overspend, love is not something to be bought with gifts. To the ones who celebrates Chinese New Year, don't drink too much and those ang-pows are not worth to be spending on the lottery machine either. Instead of striking it big and gain double happiness, you might strike double dose of bad luck. Haha.

Alright. As usual, I love each and everyone of you. 

Loads =)

Side notes:

Apparently some people still doesn't get it over the new change of relationship status on my Facebook.

This time baby I'll be bulletproof.

I know.

It's been a while since I blog.

Instead of giving reasons why I haven't been updating this page of mine, let us just sum it up that I've been procrastinating in paying my internet bills. Having a day off each week doesn't give me that much time either to settle errands and personal needs. I rather spend time with my loved ones on my day off, and accompany them settle their errands. Tee-hee.

It's been a month since I work, and today I received my salary slip. Not much as I don't work full month last January. Overall, satisfied and grateful for what I'm getting. But being an avid shopper, the numbers on my pay slip did put on a glitch on my face. I guess I just need to be a little more savvy-shopper instead of an avid one.

Zash said I am "little miss melancholic", as I do had a fair amount of bad experience for the past couple of months feeling hopeful over something that wasn't hoping for me back in return. What I know that, recently I've been attracting bad vibes to people around me. Mishaps, misfortune events happens when I'm out with someone. Apparently a particular someone whom seems dear to me.

A short post today, as I am stealing time over work to blog this. Shall and will TRY to update this baby of mine more. 

Hoped everyone will have a great weekend ahead, although it is just Thursday today.

Loving everyone loads.

Short notes:

All you do is fill me up with doubt.