urgency

"He is looking for a best friend he can settle down with - the girl he can call late at night and never want to hang up on. When he finally does at 6am, he drives over to pick her up and takes her somewhere for breakfast because he wants to talk to her some more."

unconventional

I wish that I was conventional and had common interests with everyone else. If I were normal, I'd be excited over things like sports, artsy stuff, Harry Potter, reality TV, and the zoo. Instead, I have unusual preferences in everything. Take my embarrassing taste in music, for example. I like songs that I can sing along to; it's just a coincidence that these songs are from artists like Hilary Duff and The Veronicas. Why can't I be cool and be a die-hard fan of Coldplay or some other deep band?

I'm also very uncultured. I feel nothing in museums and art galleries when tricked into visiting them. I am bored to tears, my eyes water up and blind me to the apparently beautiful works of some famous dead person. When I was younger, I pretended to like art so that people would think I was interesting. I also faked a fascination with fantasy novels so that I could share in my friends' excitement whenever the next million-paged book was about to be released. The truth was, I liked my Babysitters' Club books. I read the first three pages of the Harry Potter books in hopes of understanding why my friends acted like adolescent girls at a boy band concert, but to no avail.

After falling asleep during the first Lord of the Rings movie, I had to face reality. I was not a fan of fantasy movies or books. When crawling through a fantasy book, I grasped no knowledge whatsoever about any of the events that had taken place within the magical world of these epics. I got tired of consulting my dictionary after every page, so I stopped. I felt that maybe I had wasted time pretending, trying to inject myself with artificial joy about something that I didn't care about. Eventually, I told people that I wasn't into fantasy chronicles and they accepted me for who I was, once they were done judging me. I was glad to announce to the world, "Harry Potter is boring." I wonder if this is the same relieved and happy sensation that people experience when they quit going to the gym.

happiness shared is the flower

I've been quite antisocial at home, and I can't really pinpoint why. My family is notoriously loud; my parents sound like they're having a screaming match even when they're just discussing dinner plans. I've always preferred soft-spoken people; they seem so kind and gentle. RD is relatively soft-spoken, and I think I've gotten used to his calm mannerisms.

Yesterday, my mum decided to lecture me about my new aloof attitude during our commute to work. I responded with a shrug, which only cranked up her frustration. She demanded an explanation, so I mumbled something in my rusty Vietnamese. She didn’t understand me, so I repeated the key words, hoping she'd decipher my cryptic speech. She was unimpressed and called me rude and disrespectful. We spent the rest of the trip in silence. When we arrived, I thanked her for the lift and she nodded.

Later, she picked me up from the station, and I was holding a big bouquet of roses and lilies. She asked casually what the flowers were for, and I told her they were for her. She smiled shyly and asked why. I said they were to apologise for my bad behaviour. When I saw her eyes getting teary, I felt a pang of guilt and confessed that the flowers were actually from work since it was my last day. In my defence, I had planned on giving the flowers to her!

Whenever boys send me flowers, I go home and give them to my mum. She always says, "I hope all these flowers are from the same boy." & I reply, "No, but one day, a man will give me something sparkly that I'll keep for myself. For now, you can have all my flowers."

writer's block

Have you ever had an idea for a blog that is so brilliant, so crystal clear in your mind that you can't wait to sign on and post it? Something so refreshing that it's almost euphoric?

Well, this is not one of those.