Showing posts with label britney spears. Show all posts
Showing posts with label britney spears. Show all posts

Thursday, March 31, 2011

On a slightly more serious and tiny bit inebriated note..

(I'm gonna be really general about this and use the words 'we' and 'us' in place of 'I' and 'me' cause well.. I don't want to sound like a deranged psychotic clingy girl.)


The thing about humans in relationships is that, we tend to nitpick on every little upsetting detail, instead of taking a step back and looking at the bigger picture? We feel like they're short-changing us at every turn, at every little minute thing that goes wrong.


Like how we get upset when The Other Half cancels on us because they ran out of contacts and they're really vain. Or how they have a change of mind even though they so very clearly said that they would be spending the night. Or how they make plans without the courtesy of informing you first. How about that time they jokingly called us a bitch? And that night we spent at home sick and in pain and they were out having fun with their friends, rubbing it in our faces with their texts?


We don't think about the times they've called us beautiful even when we're crying with mascara running down our faces AND puking at the same time (amazing feat, I know. But even the best of us have gotten drunk and let our emotions take over control. What, YOU haven't?! Freak..) Or how they're willing to forfeit a night out with their friends because spending time with you at home cuddling over a movie is more meaningful. How they put up with the fact that you calling them a bitch would be one the nicest insults (in jest of course.) And how they came over and spent the entire day with you cause you swore you were dying and it turned out to just be the monthly cramps.


I guess what I'm trying to say is that we humans tend to forget that we are in a relationship with another human too. A flawed person figuring their way through life, going through the very same shit that we go through. Those crappy days where you wake up and EVERY FUCKING THING goes wrong; having ridiculously bad mood swings and feeling like shouting at every other living thing including your rabbit, which probably doesn't understand what all that fuss you're making is about; lazy unmotivated alone days where you spend the entire time lying on your couch watching The Food Network Asia. They get them too.


So instead of blowing up at all the little things they said and did (or didn't), we could try to understand that love is very hard to come by these days. All people really seem to care about now is sex and booze and plastic boobs. And things as precious as waking up and smiling at the snoozing pig next to you, your heart skipping a beat when they kiss you on the forehead, sitting down at the void deck having a smoke and feeling like the most contented person on this planet - these are things worth fighting for. And more than that, it's worth letting go of all those petty little inconsequential missteps.

Completely irrelevant and random photo, totally unrelated to the post. 
Of course, if everything that I've said do not relate to you, then my generalization is wrong and uncalled for. Bear in mind that if that's the case, it's all fictional and nothing is based on real life events. At all. I am NOT a deranged psychotic clingy bitch. 

Friday, March 18, 2011

Friday's quickie.

Ah! I HAVE READERS! Thank you guys very much, although honestly I am extremely stressed about this. I've never been very good at public speaking, and every time I had to make a presentation, my entire body would shake so badly from my nerves that I would inevitably end up chattering my way through it. I sounded like an Eskimo on crack.


Anyhoos, I need to run off and play mahjong and lose money now. It's not that I'm too lazy to blog or anything.. How dare you insinuate that! 



Okay I really hope you guys have not read those links and find them extremely funny and if you've already read them, and because it's Friday, here's a song!


Wednesday, March 16, 2011

I will blog, tomorrow.

I don't really have anything much to say today but I made a promise to write a little every single day in foolish hopes that I would accumulate a following of readers so this is me sticking to my guns and charging straight on ahead.


No, I can't do it. I am not going to churn out some half-hearted dim-witted post with weak attempts at humor. I will give my readers the best and only the best. As torturing as it is for me to sit here and think of something funny and entertaining to write, I can only imagine the grimace on your faces after reading a second rate article. And I DO NOT do second rate, no sir!


I shall leave you with a quote instead.
Live, drink, be merry, love the reeling midnight through,
For tomorrow ye may die, but alas we never do

PS. Here's a video of N*sync covering the hit song That Thing You Do by the fictional band The Oneders. I'm assuming Justin Timberlake is somewhere in the video somewhere, but I wouldn't be able to pick him out or name any of the guys even if my life depended on it. I'm assuming the rest of you kids with normal growing up years would be able to.?