Memories of the Wind.
Friday, December 21, 2007
Fri nite is the mood for love.
Fri nite is the mood for love.
"
真的，
好想好想
跟着幸福的预感横冲直撞，
但是，
好怕好怕
会跟现实脱轨。
"
I read about following your heart or reality at tinG's blog.. It has always been boggling my heart.. or shall I say mind?
Both then.
Sometimes, one cannot just evade what reality has in store for us. If reality has been sweeter to us, we call it fate. If it is not, it is milk turned sour.
If there were no restrictions, I hope that everyone does his best and finds his real love. At the very least, he does not regret it.
However, I have to lock love up. Really.
Not just the lack of desire, but there are even more pragmatic reasons on hand.
My aunt...
Her health is getting worse. My brother is marrying soon and will have his own family. He will move out and I will be the only one to live with her. I will have to take care of her though she can manage on her own now.
With her temperament, no one can take her. For example, I was taken sick 2 days ago after camp and I am still coughing, having a runny nose and sore throat now. She scolded me that day because I did not have the appetite to eat her $4.50 dinner. I wasted her money.
But she isn't such a sour and bitter person. She just needs to loosen up.. And stop bothering too much about the household chores. She makes chores a big part of her life. I help her as much as I could because she couldn't see my point about doing only manageable tasks everyday.
As a result, I have lesser time for other appointments and friends. If I stand the risk of losing any friends, whats the point of gripping love that is not there at the first place.
And one day, if I do get married, my other half needs to be able to tolerate her.
I can't forsake her.
Fri nite is the mood for love.
"
真的，
好想好想
跟着幸福的预感横冲直撞，
但是，
好怕好怕
会跟现实脱轨。
"
I read about following your heart or reality at tinG's blog.. It has always been boggling my heart.. or shall I say mind?
Both then.
Sometimes, one cannot just evade what reality has in store for us. If reality has been sweeter to us, we call it fate. If it is not, it is milk turned sour.
If there were no restrictions, I hope that everyone does his best and finds his real love. At the very least, he does not regret it.
However, I have to lock love up. Really.
Not just the lack of desire, but there are even more pragmatic reasons on hand.
My aunt...
Her health is getting worse. My brother is marrying soon and will have his own family. He will move out and I will be the only one to live with her. I will have to take care of her though she can manage on her own now.
With her temperament, no one can take her. For example, I was taken sick 2 days ago after camp and I am still coughing, having a runny nose and sore throat now. She scolded me that day because I did not have the appetite to eat her $4.50 dinner. I wasted her money.
But she isn't such a sour and bitter person. She just needs to loosen up.. And stop bothering too much about the household chores. She makes chores a big part of her life. I help her as much as I could because she couldn't see my point about doing only manageable tasks everyday.
As a result, I have lesser time for other appointments and friends. If I stand the risk of losing any friends, whats the point of gripping love that is not there at the first place.
And one day, if I do get married, my other half needs to be able to tolerate her.
I can't forsake her.
Fri nite is the mood for love.
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