31 August 2009
Exhausted from attending a friend’s wedding, she excused herself to refresh herself from all the alcoholic drinks. Sparing her time nearby the port with a full view of the sea, the breeze suddenly blew her hat away onto the pavements streets. As she chase after it, she bumped into a woman who was around her mid-fourties. The woman suddenly grabbed onto her shawl and gesture her to visit her office and introduced herself as a fortune teller. It didn’t seem too practical but when the next few days were filled twist that land her in front of the office, she decides to try it out to kill some time.
“It seems you’ve run from a tie back home. Engagement perhaps? You’re yearning for something but it seems those feelings have already been answered, your soulmate is nearby,”
She could only run through a series of thoughts thinking of the thing she was yearning for, and the feelings that were answered that night but nothing came across her mind.
When she did get home, it was back to her usual life. Her father who refused to acknowledge her anymore after she had refuse to settle down. It was his honour to his friend that she is to wed their first son. She did met the person she was engaged to but they just didn’t click due to his personality (egoistic and prideful). Her only family contact left now was her mom and siblings. She did attend the wedding as a temporary means of escaping from reality but her heartaches as she see her friend’s happiness. She did go through a series of set up blind dates but somehow nothing went well for her. They remain as friends somehow. Some even cheated her before.
With her growing age, people would question her sometimes of her relationship status but even her friends couldn’t understand her anymore. She could only shrug. Social class didn’t matter anymore, to release her mind she frequents a cafe set nearby the coast an hour away from her hometown. A waiter then approaches her with a refined smile and poised.
[Note: These are just rough drafts with no conceptual facts or solid standing yet. These thought came across my mind while writting my Physics notes and sneaking some glances outside my window. Some of these events might sound familiar as your average romance novel because they are series of inspirations. I hope I'll be able to bring out my own originality from here on.]
4 September 2009
It doesn’t matter anymore. Ironic indeed how life can ever be so sweet yet bitter at the same time. There’s a thin line to being happy and reverting to dark gloomy goth corner. Things can get out of hand sometimes when you least expect it. Especially when you life’s being controlled right from the beginning. Nobody really understood what it’s like to come from a family that nearly fall and tried to pull things through. In the end, somethings were just never meant to be.
I used to believe in the saying, when life gives you lemon, you make lemonade out of them. But sometimes, they get darn too sour. I used to believe lots of other craps too but it never work out. That fits right into my current situation when I was being forced to consider marrying a man who never understood the meaning of equality and moderation. I don’t want to egulf myself in the same mistake that’s been haunting me.
[Note: Was thrown into a turmoil today. So I had to crack up something to write about while the feeling was still lingering there.]
Ever wonder, why you should never tell someone too many things about yourself? You’ll end up being controlled and hating them as well. Some might dianogse it as Bipolar Personality Disorder [statistically proven to be majority mistaken] but I believe it’s a matter of confidence and being raped off from that. You can call it mindfuck or being rob of your inner personality and emotions. I’ve seen ample of examples in my life and been one as well. It feels as though your destiny and fate was sealed. Sometimes it’s better to keep things as they are, privacy is the key to a good relation too.
When you can’t escape, that’s the tragic of the whole relationship. It turns sour and there’s no turning back. Maybe that’s why I was always afraid of being too close, it needs tremendous trust and patient which in the era would just diminish on its own away from the buzzling society.
[Note: That's how I view life as it is. Relationships are indeed interesting. Without knowing, we become numb to circumstances around us without truly understanding the real meaning behind all these acts and the cause of actions. If I were to be frank, I have a distaste towards humans; bulging ego itself is a disgusting trait displayed in public that cause the flow to become distorted. Hatred and anger runs so deep within the veins of these people who neglected everything but themselves. In other words, selfishness. They believe the world is against them but it is themselves who caused these insecurities and harm others.]
