I really hope to be able to write just like her. She is such a good writer and people do call her a "bimbo", so i suppose i am too cause she is really my idol.
After chancing her book "Single Picky Girl", i enjoy reading it and occasionally LOL. I will tell you why. She had a chance to do what she wants, switching jobsfrom corporate world to Air stewardes, journalist and then back to corporate world, had couple of boyfriends and a tattoo. Not many had good karma to do that and i envy her.
Wisdom of hers:
You are too picky, lower your expectation. But lower to what, to less than love?
When Mr Right came at the wrong time
Sometimes timing rather than love decides who we end up being with, few marry the love of their lives, the rest marry the most suitable person who comes along when they are ready to settle down
Human nature tends to take people for granted, when someone is excessively nice to use, we start taking them for granted
You make me want to be a better man
Isn’t it only when one can function well wholly as an individual yet choose to love another to the fullest of one’s capacity that we witness love at its most glorifying. You had been an inspiration to someone. You make me want to be a better man goes down as the second best compliment a man can pay us
I love u
To me, the statement is a big immutable statement, loaded with significance. It represents a promise of faithfulness, an agreement of unreserved support. I rarely say it because I don’t want to fall short of these expectations and cheapen the phrase
Lonely Christmas
Reasoning that you do not want to have a relationship because you are afraid of getting hurt is like reasoning you do not want to learn how to swim because you are afraid of drowning. Being lonely does not get easier with age and practice. In fact I think is getting harder. I am tired, unbearably excruciatingly heart-wrenching tired. Where is he? Does he even exist?
Don’t measure love
Marry someone who loves you more than u love him? I want to marry someone I care deeply about, someone who is capable of plunging me into the depth of misery, driving me up the wall and flying me into the dizzying heights of passion. Love is not quantifiable. This is a relationship not a balance sheet. No matter how hard we hedge our emotional investments, there are no capital guarantees.
Breakup
The kind of die-hard romantic who thinks that lost love should be accompanied by long term grief and regret lacks perspectives. Pinning for someone who clearly does not have a future with you is not undying love. It’s stupidity.
Getting inked
Ultimately the significance of a tattoo is what you ascribe to it. The tattoo would commemorate my youth and crystallize my 20 something years with a permanent mark that would anchor mw deeper to the ground in this faddish world. It could be a talking point for my grandchildren when I grow old.
Living life on my own terms
If life in Singapore is a rat race, I am Minnie mouse. My life decisions so far have been motivated more by whims and dreams than by promotions and ambitions.
There will always be people who judge us, pigeon-hole us and advise us how to improve our lives. They may care about us deeply but who is to say that their methods will definitely work? Success is not the esteem of colleagues, the appreciation of clients or the admiration of the community. Success is the certain knowledge that I am free to make choices and live life on my own terms.
You can’t hurry love
I do not thing falling in love can be plotted like a fitness target or career goal. How can it reduced to a must do by when deadline thingy. If Mr Right is so right, he should run in the opposite direction. You cannot make someone love you; you cannot make someone stay. A marriage based on anything less than mutual love is a compromise. Relax, mingle without an agenda.
There is a name for men who don’t look at beautiful women, pretenders
Go ahead and make the first move
Nice girls behave like grapes. They sit prettily on the vine, waiting to be picked, or they shrivel and die. Who say a girl can’t ask a guy out? There is nothing reprehensible about being interested in a man. It does not make you desperate unless you overdo it, ignoring the hints that he doesn’t like you. I think hesitation to make the first move mostly stems from the fear of rejections. Personally I would not waste a second dwelling on why a man rejects my invitation. Who ask whom out and who likes who first have no bearing on the eventual outcomes of a relationship. To a man who does not fancy you in the first place, acting passive and disinterested will not enhance your desirability. On the other hand, shy men who secretly pine for you would me thrilled if you ask.
Friends are not like hotels
Couples who are newly in love are naturally consumed by each other to the exclusion of everything or anyone else. I certainty didn’t expect my friend to pay as much attention to me as she did when she was single and I perfectly agree to that. I also accept that when life exerts its pressures and one’s career picks up pace, some friendships fade away. I would be happy to rekindle such friendships. What I am bristle at is being relegated to a nobody when romance calls and then being treated like some sort of stop-gap measure when it ends.
Being friendly with a man is like walking through a landmine; you never know when you will overstep the safe zone.
If only there were restaurants with communal dining. Everyone-singles, couples, groups will sit together at a large table and mingles
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