A Super Excited Come-Back Post

Do you know that feeling when the crush you've been (not so) secretly eyeing for the longest time EVER finally comes up to you and says 'Hi'?

Do you know that feeling when you find out that that said crush who's been attached to some lucky girl since forever, finally becomes single and back on the market again, AND he texts/calls you wanting to hang out/have a coffee/go watch a (romantic) movie together/have a nice walk on the beach/--insertanymushycutesweetactivitieshere-- with YOU?

Do you know that feeling when the same crush asks you to be with him after going on that date, revealing the fact that the feeling you've been having towards him all these while is mutual, where he's also been crushing on you since like, forever?



Do you?


Do you really?




Well I do.



I am so over the moon right now.
XD





Ladies and gentlemen, meet my crush,
who just in a few days time,
will become
my OTHER HALF.



*You'll see what I mean by 'a few days time'. Just keep on reading!*

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That, my friends, is LOVE. :)

LOVE like you never know before.

LOVE that strikes you breathless, before you even know of its power.

LOVE that can keep you up all night.
(okay, that was cheesy, using a line from a BSB song)



I don't know why I referred to it as a masculine entity, but whatever.
I'm trying to express the ohmygoshI'msoinloverightnow feeling :)


It (almost) didn't hurt forking out the cash to get these babies.

What's a truckload of cash (not really) when you get to own the LOVE of your (current) life?
Spending seems to come so easily when something you LOVE keeps crossing your mind oh-so-frequently.
(I dreamt of them 3 times so far, and I was so mightily euphoric wearing them in those dreams)


They are already at the customs now, and will come into my eternal possession in 2 or 3 days, which feels like years.

I just can't wait to get my hands on them.

If you are as obsessed about shoes as I am, you know the feeling.

:)

Here's to the safe arrival of the LOVE of my life!


*grins like a maniac*

Crybaby

I’m feeling especially vulnerable these past few days.

Cases in point:

1) I was talking to the little brother on the phone. He was nonchalant and elusive (like he always did previously when talking to me on the phone. Which fifteen year old doesn’t do that?). And I immediately cried. I freaking sobbed my eyes out.

2) I SMS’d a close friend to tell her that I cried my eyes out when talking with the brother. She replied asking why I was so emotional, and I cried reading that.

3) Tired of having to string some words together to make a coherent sentence for the thesis (or I just couldn’t be bothered with the process, you pick), I decided to watch an episode of Boys Over Flowers. At every kind/brave/romantic/silly-but-sweet gesture made by the main hero (and the poor second hero – not I-have-no-money poor, but I-love-her-but-she-does-not-love-me-back kind of poor), I would tear up, which usually led to full waterworks.

4) I would cry looking at the MMS pictures sent by the grandma of my nephew (my mom), for I haven’t seen him in almost a month.



#4 definitely takes the cake.

Are You Who You Say You Are?

No matter how close you are to someone, you can never know everything there is to know about him/her. You can spend every single waking minute with him/her, or you can have countless heart-to-heart conversations with him/her, but you can never know for sure what's really in his/her heart. Like, really really know. Be it your boy/girl/best friend or a family member, there will always be something that he/she hides from you. Always. Even if you share saliva (same spoon for that sundae), you can never know for sure what's in the heart of his/hers.

No one is who they seem to be. On the outside, they might look like Mr. Hyde, but when you part ways and be on your own, they turn into Dr. Jekyll. Or vice versa. And even if they seem like they are the same person both in private and public, you can bet that there are still some secrets/facts that they conceal. However big or small, rotten bad or just innocent, hidden secrets are there. Gregory House always say that 'Everybody lies', or in some cases, they are just simply not telling the whole truth, just bits and pieces of it.

Revealing secrets is akin to stripping every layer of clothing you have on a busy street (not that I have any experience of doing it. It's just what I think). The act of stripping itself is humiliating/embarassing/mortifying, what more having one's bare uncovered skin exposed for all the world to see.

This may seem like ramblings of a disturbed mind, but whatever.

The point/message that I'm trying to convey here is this:

You can never completely know someone, unless you ARE that someone.

Wanting to sound like Mr. House, this is what I have to say: Everybody hides.