Month: June 2011

Keep Calm and Marry On

Late this afternoon I finally received a wedding invitation from my junior-high-bestie, Chita. I’ve been really excited about this because, first, this gonna be my first best friend’s wedding. Second, she’s getting married with a geologist (sounds sexy, doesn’t it? *AHEM*), and third, like, “come on, my best friend is going to be someone’s wife!” I’ve got a feeling that another best friend’s wedding is coming; one after another. I start to realize that this is the so-called ‘living-twenties’ which happens in chick-lit novels like forever. I actually don’t have any plan for marriage yet. I wrote here that I wanted to marry a guy with Viking blood but that one doesn’t count. No, I’m not a lesbian, I just still wonder if marriage can be planned. For me, it sounds more like fate, or like meeting, or like death. For me, it is the wedding that we (girls like me) plan, as it doesn’t need the further thought of preparing breakfast every morning for a lifetime or having one daughter plus two sons. Well, …

Blurred

Being on the edge of a life-phase got me a surreal feeling, like one of Dali’s clocks. Everything is blurred by the storm, half-frozen by the last drops of February snow, half-melted by imaginary sunshine of Barcelona. Wish me all luck.