very rarely that i would buy books that i plan to. it's always the case of heading down to that nice bookstore and grab a title (or more) that catch(es) my sight. sometimes i'd have a case of emotional episode at the office and somehow clothes no longer console moi and yes, i choose books. blame it on the weekend library outings when i was a lot younger (this translates into 'please blame my parents').
everybody who's ever nestled in my comfort zone knows that i'm a wreck at handling romance. at the moment i'm at the stage of being a total biatch comtemplating ending a loooooooooong term thingy that i have with you-know-who and also (comtemplating) pursuing new-found crushes. i totally fail at both. the latter, mostly. (this must be the age thingy. i hate being ancient.)
oh yeah, back to books. it's kinda dificult to explain how paras 1 and 2 above are related. anyway, shortcutting it all, i knew i had to get "he's just not that into you" yesterday - and pronto.
everybody who's ever nestled in my comfort zone knows that i'm a wreck at handling romance. at the moment i'm at the stage of being a total biatch comtemplating ending a loooooooooong term thingy that i have with you-know-who and also (comtemplating) pursuing new-found crushes. i totally fail at both. the latter, mostly. (this must be the age thingy. i hate being ancient.)
oh yeah, back to books. it's kinda dificult to explain how paras 1 and 2 above are related. anyway, shortcutting it all, i knew i had to get "he's just not that into you" yesterday - and pronto.
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told a friend (whom i think is in dire need of "she's not that into you") that it can look rather stupid to spend X much on a self-help book on romance of all things but i need to get myself sorted. now that i'm done with the book, it feels a little sad that i did all the crappy DON'Ts many years ago to secure you-know-who for moi and now that you-know-who has well-reformed i'm doing the same things he did to me then. man, i'm a walking disaster alright.
is there still hope for selfish lunatics like moi? greg behrendt says "Don't waste the pretty". what if the *pretty chooses to go wasted while knowing that 10 years down the road she may be mourning for mr. shoulda-woulda-coulda?
told a friend (whom i think is in dire need of "she's not that into you") that it can look rather stupid to spend X much on a self-help book on romance of all things but i need to get myself sorted. now that i'm done with the book, it feels a little sad that i did all the crappy DON'Ts many years ago to secure you-know-who for moi and now that you-know-who has well-reformed i'm doing the same things he did to me then. man, i'm a walking disaster alright.
is there still hope for selfish lunatics like moi? greg behrendt says "Don't waste the pretty". what if the *pretty chooses to go wasted while knowing that 10 years down the road she may be mourning for mr. shoulda-woulda-coulda?
very scary....
*for the record, i'm not implying that i regard myself so highly to call moi 'pretty'. honestly. you know what i mean.
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wat a book title hehe.... but it sounds interesting ;) i might hv interest to read this book hahaha.....
Honey, there is nothing wrong being old ya know.....just mean that we have more wrinkle and white hair.....and yes....there is always still hope for you (in fact plenty). so go hunt down your Mr.right
Dear Ancient...
I am gonna be ancient too, soon. Thanks for the advice darling. I think I have truly found my Mr. Right already lah, aawwwww.....
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