兩種老公，兩種人生

Came across this on Facebook today and I wanted to keep this. Pretty cool, not practical much because of the actual world we live in. Lol. But one can still hope. :)

【 A 】
她：「老公。幫我接杯水唄。」
他：「石頭剪子佈。誰輸了誰去。」
她：「算了.. 我自己去吧..」

【 B 】
他們坐在一起看韓劇。她起身。
他：「幹嗎去？」
她：「去接杯水。」
他：「你坐這看吧。我去給你接。」

女人要求不高，她對男人唯一的要求就是「疼她」，
你可以什麼都沒有，只要你疼她，她就有足夠的勇氣把自己的下半輩子交給你..


【 A 】
他晚上下班。給她打電話，
他：「寶貝兒。我晚上和朋友出去吃飯。」
她：「你不是答應我陪我逛街的嗎？」
他：「改天吧！」

她默默地流淚.. 為什麼每次都是這樣？

【 B 】
他下班的時候打電話給她:
他：「親愛的，別人給我一張奧運會的票。巴西隊啊！一會兒我去看球了啊。」
她：「哦。這樣啊，好吧。」
他：「怎麼不高興了？」
她：「你忘了，上周說好今天我朋友和她男朋友請我倆吃飯啊。」

他：「哎呀，對不起親愛的.. 我忘記了.. 那我把票給別人吧，我陪你去吃飯。」
她：「不要了，吃飯可以改天，或者你先去看，我們等你。」
他：「那不行，答應你的事情必須得做到。再說你自己跟他倆在一起像電燈泡似的，你肯定不舒服啊.. 」
她：「沒事的..」

沒等她說完，他很強勢的告訴她，
他：「好了，聽我的，你收拾一下，我一會兒去接你..」

其實女人不是不懂事，只是她需要碰上一個懂事的男人，
其實情侶之間是可以互相的..


【 A 】
他：「我晚上出去吃飯了啊。」
她：「幾點回家？」
他：「九點之前肯定回家。」
九點半，
她：「你怎麼還不回來啊？」
他：「十點，肯定回家。」

十一點，十二點，一點，兩點..
後來，她不再打電話催他..
因為她知道，對於不守承諾的男人，一切「肯定」都是「未必」..

【 B 】
他：「我晚上出去吃飯。九點之前肯定結束。然後我倆去看電影。」
她：「你能那麼快就結束嗎？」
他：「放心吧。我答應你了就一定能！」
快到九點的時候。他：「收拾一下吧，我馬上就到你家了！」

信任，
是在一件一件小事中建立起來的..


【 A 】
她生理期，身體不舒服。頂著疼痛洗衣服，收拾屋子。
他坐在電腦前面玩網絡遊戲..

她幹完活，躺在床上，長出了一口氣。
他看了她一眼：「寶貝兒，辛苦了！」
然後轉過頭，繼續玩他的遊戲..

【 B 】
她生理期，很難受，起身準備洗衣服。
他拽住她：「你去床上躺著，我來！」
她：「你會做家務嗎？你自己洗過衣服嗎？」
他：「不會做可以學著做啊，以後你身體不舒服的時候，我當然得獨擋一面！」

女人需要的不只是甜言蜜語，哄她幾句，她也許會給你一個微笑..
但是實實在在的呵護，她會對你一輩子的感恩，
並且會回報給你一個溫暖的家..


【 A 】
她給他拿了一包榛子，然後她去洗衣服。
回來的時候，榛子已經被他吃得所剩無幾。

【 B 】
她拿給他一包榛子，然後自己去收拾屋子。
回來的時候，她看見電腦前面放了一堆剝好的榛子仁。

女人很感性..
她炫耀你對她的體貼，就好像炫耀克拉鑽一樣。
這麼廉價的買賣，用一點心思就能收穫無比的財富..


【 A 】
他說：「你是最好的..」
她問：「我哪好？」
他：「學歷高、能力強、長得漂亮、身材又好，對我又這麼好..」

她笑了..

【 B 】
他：「你是我所遇到最好的女孩兒..」
她：「我哪好？」
他：「你對身邊的每個人都很友善、很無私，對人對生活總是很感恩，一個人有一顆善良的心，會讓周圍的人感覺到溫暖，你是我見過最善良的女孩兒，傷害你的人都應該下地獄..！」

她哭了..


分享：

一個人，是因為你對他好，所以覺得你好..
一個人，是因為懂得你的好，所以想要對你好..

幸福的愛人，
首先應該是 一對彼此欣賞的知己..

My invitation, to you.

I've really taken a liking to Oriah Mountain Dreamer because she speaks to me when I'm at my lowest, and the things she writes about are exactly my thoughts and words I dare not utter to people who mean more than they think they do to me.

I wrote previously that "If you care for a person, tell them today."
I'm sorry, today I tell you that I am a coward.

So please, what Oriah is saying here, I am saying it. To you.

The Invitation

By Oriah

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations
of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day.
And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”

It doesn't interest me to know where you live
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.

MOF Drama

Hello! Today I will be blogging with illustrations for the first time. I've missed drawing quite a bit and started doodling a bunch of stuff that happened today.

So I woke up way earlier than usual for a Saturday. I honestly wanted to be up at 7am to exercise, but.

My appointment was at 10am and I was considered lucky (no MRT breakdown thank goodness) to have reached Tong Building at 10:10am. In case you didn't know, the infamous "Rolex building" in Orchard Road is called Tong Building.

I'm not elaborating on my visit in this post but basically I left the building having silky hair!

And before I could revel in the glory of my mane (ha-ha), I stepped out of the building in shock.

Reality check x 3 - I was supposed to meet Kexin at 1:35pm, and it was raining bloody heavily at Orchard Road. A few things flashed through my head all at once.

• Stranded in the one isolated building in Orchard that is NOT connected to any shelters leading to the MRT station. 
• I'm gonna drown in Orchard and nobody is gonna know.
• WTF MY HAIRRRRRRRRR.

Anyway. I had an umbrella but it was really useless considering how heavy the rain was. So I calculated, if I folded my jeans up and carried my bag in front, and walked briskly to the nearest building next door, I *might* be able to make it without drowning.

Turned out I was earlier than Kexin lor please. She was held up by the rain on her side too hahahaha.

We met at AMK and even though I didn't die from drowning, I was about to collapse from hunger. Long story short, I suggested Coffee Bean and the place was under renovation. Then I suggested Pepper Lunch, AND THE PLACE WAS UNDER RENOVATION AS WELL. -_- Recently I had gone to Popular at CWP only to find that IT WAS UNDER RENOVATION. I don't even.

In the end we went to MOF. And Kexin had this really bad experience when we were there last. She had ordered a cold (I always say cold I don't know why) iced macha latte and apparently the cup was filled 3/4 with ice and she finished the latte in less than 5 sips!

After we were seated (no queue lor WHY) and ordered our food, everything else was served except Kexin's HOT macha latte (hot so she won't get cheated again!) so we checked the food list and turned out that the latte wasn't included! So we called one of the servers and asked for a hot macha latte, again.

And then we realized that Brandon's sashimi set had not arrived either. Seriously, raw leh need to take so long meh?! And by then the hot macha latte still had not arrived!

We caught hold of another server (ironically we were seated damn near the counter) and told her to check on the sashimi set and if the previous girl put in our order for the latte.

HAHAHAHAHAHA sorry the above didn't happen la!! I just -had- to draw this. It's really too funny hahahaha sorry Ah Chan! xD

Okay so when the sashimi finally arrived, Brandon commented on the prawns. One thing led to another and I showed them this sushi doodle I posted on instagram yesterday.

By popular (LOL) demand, they asked me to do a part 2 with the prawn. I really didn't know how to draw sashimi cute (and I didn't even take a good look at what they ordered!) so this is my interpretation of what they ordered.

And this is the actual photo.

Credits to Ah Chan for taking the photo and Brandon's pinky. I don't know who kiaped the shrimp lol.

I don't know if Kexin will post it up to their FB page but..MOF used to be so much better. In other news, Brandon's ocha was FOC because I have the member card (don't ask) which will expire in May 2013 yay.

Alright so. This is it. Hope you enjoy my feeble attempt at drawing. :D

I drew this yesterday as well, and they're supposed to be hamstersss. Kexin said I'm tryna plagiarize Pusheen. Boo.

Dance with me

I came across these words by Oriah Mountain Dreamer and thought I would share them with you. They speak to me in ways I cannot explain. They make me feel like drawing, again.

Alone and with an imaginary cat.

Sorry the quality is crap. I drew with a pencil and some of the strokes were too light to be captured properly by the phone camera. Tried to use an app to darken the lines but this is the best I came up with.

I hope the words that follow will inspire you to want to do better in your relationships. Coincidentally, today I was having a conversation about how actions are louder than words. If you care for a person, tell them today. Likewise if you know someone who has been trying to send you the invitation to dance, look beyond the superficial and take the first step. What you find courage in doing, will present itself as a pleasant surprise. x

The Dance

I have sent you my invitation, the note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of living. Don’t jump up and shout, “Yes, this is what I want! Let’s do it!” Just stand up quietly and dance with me.

Show me how you follow your deepest desires, spiraling down into the ache within the ache. And I will show you how I reach inward and open outward to feel the kiss of the Mystery, sweet lips on my own, everyday.

Don’t tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart. Show me how you turn away from making another wrong without abandoning yourself when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved.

Tell me a story of who you are, And see who I am in the stories I am living. And together we will remember that each of us always has a choice.

Don’t tell me how wonderful things will be… some day. Show me you can risk being completely at peace, truly okay with the way things are right now in this moment, and again in the next and the next and the next…

I have heard enough warrior stories of heroic daring. Tell me how you crumble when you hit the wall, the place you cannot go beyond by the strength of your own will. What carries you to the other side of that wall, to the fragile beauty of your own humanness?

And after we have shown each other how we have set and kept the clear, healthy boundaries that help us live side by side with each other, let us risk remembering that we never stop silently loving those we once loved out loud.

Take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance, the places where you can risk letting the world break your heart. And I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet and the stars overhead make my heart whole again and again.

Show me how you take care of business without letting business determine who you are. When the children are fed but still the voices within and around us shout that soul’s desires have too high a price, let us remind each other that it is never about the money.

Show me how you offer to your people and the world the stories and the songs you want our children’s children to remember, and I will show you how I struggle not to change the world, but to love it.

Sit beside me in long moments of shared solitude, knowing both our absolute aloneness and our undeniable belonging. Dance with me in the silence and in the sound of small daily words, holding neither against me at the end of the day.

And when the sound of all the declarations of our sincerest intentions has died away on the wind, dance with me in the infinite pause before the next great inhale of the breath that is breathing us all into being, not filling the emptiness from the outside or from within.

Don’t say, “Yes!” Just take my hand and dance with me.

~ Oriah Moun­tain Dreamer

Valentine Heartbreak

This post isn't as morbid as the title suggests. It just..came up.

I was gonna enter a twitter contest, and usually you'd just need to follow the merchant and answer whatever is required, and include the merchant's hashtag. And I wanted to enter the contest because I wanted free movie tickets hahaha <cheapo. But then one of the requirements was to mention the sweetest valentine gift you've ever received.

I honestly thought HARD about it. Lol. Damn sian, don't think I've gotten any sibeh sweet de gift. SUAN LE I BUY MY OWN TICKETS. Lolol.

So I've been inspired to blog but I don't know what about exactly. This isn't some post to niam about how miserable I've been every valentine's day. Lol no indeed, not.

The only memorable thing about valentine's day was probably back in secondary school where everyone bought/handmade stuff for everybody. It also wasn't awkward because I was in an all-girls school, and in fact the gifts were pretty competitive lol.

And then we grew up and..yup. No great memories about valentine's day, sorry. I did a cross stitch for one of the bfs and gotten a "huh where am I gonna put this?", and gave a couple keychain to another and he said "can I have a pair instead, in case uhm." <he meant in case we broke up lol. Bugger two-timed me and I didn't know.

^These are only some which I remembered, and it hurt at the point of time. But I guess these are part of what made me cold today. Or maybe lazy. Lol I don't bother with gifts anymore. Because of facebook, I realized that there ARE guys out there who plan surprises and handmake stuff for girls. And because of facebook, I realized I have been wasting my time with the wrong people fml.

I've started watching Korean dramas again, and I stopped a while ago because most are sappy love stories, one will get some terminal disease and whatever, you get the gist. This drama I'm currently watching, interesting strong-willed couple. Prolly will be together forever and forever but they're not the 死来活去 (is the term correct??) kind lol. And then I thought, this is the type of relationship I want. Of course if I get a guy like that I'd die a happy human, or wouldn't want to die, depending on your point of view. Lol.

This was the part I bawled my eyes out.

I'm not done with the drama yet, and I feel so much for the couple. My heart breaks for fictional characters, but I haven't shed a single tear for my own r/s. What have I become? Perhaps I've cried enough throughout the r/s that I've nothing left when I decided I wanted out. Food for thought.

On valentine's day this 25yo guy texted me and said he couldn't stop texting me even though he promised to leave me alone. Said he's hoping we could be friends..with benefits. Prior to that he said my future bf will be very lucky because I know what I want and not into games. Now he's saying that he wants a girl like me but hey, just for fun.

What has the world become? It's like, hey Calista, you're not good enough to be my gf, but good enough for a fuck. But hey I don't want loose women. I'm sorry that you think I am cheap and desperate, life must be horrible for you that you have to insult a girl this way. Thanks.

In other news, I received a valentine's day gift from my bestie. Lol. It's really, really appreciated. It just doesn't count because man, I gotta stop receiving gifts from girls. What does that say about me?? LOL.

Hope y'all had a great v-day though. It's really about the heart. A gift is just a thing if you don't put any thought into it.