Wow, I have so many blogs, it’s hard to keep up. Lets see, in the past year, I was in Taiwan, learned mandarin, broke up with steven, went to Seoul, HK (3 times), Cambodia, raised my alcohol tolerance, wore gold chains, made international friends, crushed on an aussie, and just partied it up!
Justification: so I won’t go through a midlife crisis later on.
If me and the bf were living in a past decade, we would be one of those cute couples that spends a lazy saturday morning together in bed, reading the business section and Vogue.
You can’t really expect that in this day and age.
Nowadays you can find me and the bf, on a rare saturday, both on our own laptops sitting on a our own sofa chair (using the edge of the bed as a table top), drafting fantasy basketball and reading ellestocked.
Sometimes, i do wish for that simple country morning.. reading the paper, eating breakfast… not having a jammed packed day ahead of me. But I’m sure two hours into that lazy saturday… I will get bored and will take the train into the city.
Boys often dislike romcom because it maps out the “perfect relationship” that girls aspire their relationship to be like. Whether it is the bad boy turned good scenario, or the grand gesture in the rain, most girls want the Tom Hanks to their Meg Ryan, the Mr. Bigs of the world.
When I watch couples on screen, my favorite relationships are those that show love that will never fade, that even 30 years later, the love they had in their first year is still as strong in their 30th year together.
I just finished watching Away We Go. Bert and Verona go up there in my favorite on screen couple list, along with Noah and Allie (Notebook) and Jack and Kate (The Family Man).
The bf finally has downtime during my limited waking hour, and he chooses to play Madden. I’m beginning to feel the need to slap someone.
the bf is so considerate, last tuesday, he asked me to come to his friends house to play poker with them. He asked even if he knew it would be too late for me. I am usually in bed by 10, he said he will be back by 10:30. In actuality, he came back at 12:30am. He’s so thoughtful for telling me a decent hour of return to try to persuade me to come. but he made up for it and said that he would hang out with me the next day.
Next day:
Again, I have the most thoughtful bf. We were on our way to the grocery store so I can make him his favorite tuna melt, and he then told me he was going to play poker again. But I thought we were hanging out, I asked. He then was so sweet to have given me the option to hang out for a longer period of time during the upcoming labor day weekend, OR this night. Sadly, poker was canceled and it was going to be just us two. And so after we ate home cooked (yummy) tuna melt, he called his friend over to play video games. But he was caring enough to promise me a date night on Thursday.
Thursday:
Like a good date, he called me during the day to ask me what I wanted to do. I suggested the 7:20 showing of Julie & Julia. Our date night was set. I get to his house by 6 and even do a little work out. Once 7 rolled around and after a bunch of failed calls, I headed to the mall to go shopping by myself. But it was thoughtful of him to get home late (after the movie started), charge his phone, and then text me he was home. So we missed the movie, but then i returned and planned on giving him the silent treatment. Of course I know that that would be a waste of time, so i settled for telling him what was going on. That despite him being the sweetest, most considerate boyfriend he has been all week, that he has been a big total failure of a bf during these past three days, and he then turned on me and said that I complain too much and that he was stressed out because of work.
He then apologized, (but it felt like an easy, lets end this fight instead of lets fix this issue.) We discussed that he had planned things, and never kept his word. and now this deserves the boyfriend of the year award… He was so gracious enough to say that, next time, he won’t make plans so that I won’t be disappointed if it doesn’t happen. Meaning, he canceled our labor day hangout (whatever were were going to do).
Labor Day Week: a few text, a few dances during Jennie’s birthday party at Blvd 3, and he phoned to ask me if I wanted to watch District 9 in a few hours. I however already made plans so couldn’t make it.
Wednesday night: Me on the living room couch, while him and his friends are playing poker in the kitchen, and a few of them are in his room playing Street Fighter. But he was sweet enough to wash the bed sheets so I won’t be itchy at night. (No need for sheets when I’m on the couch though, I guess he didn’t think of everything).
Jealous of me and the bf?
(does this post make me sound:
a. pathetic
b. bitchy
c. pushover
d. all the above.
I had a deja vu watching The Way We Were. This is my first time watching it but I had a deja vu during the scene where Hubble was running on the beach while Katie was sitting on the porch with her beanie. At that same time, I was wiki-ing the plot to see how the movie ends.
This is what happens when I know something bad happens in the movie. I anticipate it and it kills. So I usually read the plot so I won’t be heartbroken once the bad part comes up. It’s expected.
I’m so jetlagged, it’s not funny anymore.
It was funny when i was sick and skipped out on work and could sleep in til 3pm.
It was fun when I didn’t get sleepy and could party til 4am.
But now that it’s back to my regular schedule (work and sleep), it’s not so funny anymore.
China was a blast. I definitely want to put off work for a couple more years to travel the world. Can I afford this… NO? Should I do it anyway… YES!
So I lost a bunch of weight really fast cause I got a stomach virus. I’m gaining it back really fast. How is it that I can’t keep skinny. I get an easy fast track to skinny, and I fuck it up… all for a couple of free slices of pizza. (And I don’t even like Pizza all that much).
I really want to jump on the band wagon and get a tattoo, but I am really having a hard time figuring out what I want. Do I want a word? Do I want a picture? Where should I get it?
Coordinating a movie date shouldn’t be this hard. If I lived in NY, I would never have this problem in finding a last minute movie buddy.. especially with my free pass.
I’m so glad “boyfriend jeans” are in right now… Woke up this morning to realize that I forgot my pants at home. So all I had was a top and gym shorts. Last summer, I got in trouble for wearing shorts, so my guess is gym pants will not do. Two options I had in mind. One, sneak into the bf’s sister’s closet and borrow a skirt or leggings (I would never be able to fit in their size 24 jeans). Or two, wear the boyfriend’s pants. I went with the latter. Dont get me wrong, this is the one of the few times I would appreciate the bf being not so much taller than me (and also not a fatty), but it sorts of urks me that I don’t really need a belt to hold up the jeans.
on the list for this weekend:
(500) days of summer
a possible taco fiesta
harry potter
shopping for vacation (one of my favorite types of reason)
Do watermelons w/ seeds taste better than w/o seeds?
If they’re not sweeter or juicier, what is the point of buying fruit with seeds. I admit that more than not, red seeded grapes are sweeter than the seedless, but red seedless grapes are delicious enough, that there is no need to get any sweeter.
I had the produce guy pick out a really yummy watermelon for me. The stupid bag person only bagged the watermelon with one plastic bag. On the way to my kitchen, I had my first watermelon accident. It cracked and ruined most of the crisp watermelon texture that I love. Luckily I only needed to discard a little bit of it, and Tracy and I managed to eat the entire watermelon in one afternoon.
Life in the burbs are so interesting. =)
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