It is at this point in my life that I bother to reminisce alittle bit on my past relationships and realize how much of life lessons they have taught me. To the very select few that I have had valuable relationships with, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the good memories and times we shared. For those who disappeared too fast, it was fun while it lasted. And for those who screwed my life over with your presence, I have only one thing to say -- FUCK YOU. Then again, I cannot deny that your nonsense made me realize how much life has to offer me and the many ways I want to be treated -- with as much dignity and respect a woman deserves. I could list down alot of the good and bad that have come out of all these years spent searching for my prince but I guess I'll spare everyone the details.
Besides those who have been allowed into my life at some point, I have to also thank those who very nicely asked to be let in but were rejected. Please believe me when I say it wasn't because of your looks, background, job or anything like that. I know for sure I am not that kind of woman. But I treasure friendship alot and with you guys, I didn't want to lose that awesome friendship that we were already sharing. It probably just wasn't the right time for the right connection to happen.
About 10 years ago my mum brought me to Mr Chan, a pretty famous fortune teller residing in Balestier, to have my fortune told. The thing that remained with me eversince was the fact that he told my mum this:
"You have tao hua yun but your daughter has something stronger than that. She has this thing called hong yan which makes men fall for her and want to marry her."
Now I never quite believed this fortune teller hoopla any more then you do but what he said honestly made a lot of sense to me. It's not that ALL the men I have dated present me the ring right after we start dating but all my life, I have always been surrounded by the hairier sex, so much so that even my way of thinking is a mix of both (I chose to leave out the word 'good' before mix because I'm seriously not sure how much of the mix is positive.). It came to a point when I just wanted out of the whole hurricane. This is a "the grass is always greener on the other side" example. Having too many options can be a big headache. While some ladies may complain about not having enough male attention, some of us are praying for less attention. It's the same logic. Women with less male attention feel lonely and that results in them worrying about their affinity with men. On the other side of the stream, there are women who have so much male attention that they cannot breathe and it suffocates them to a point where they just want to escape from the whole thing. Having to locate the real prince amongst so many frogs is, trust me, a bigger pain in the arse. It's like trying to find a needle in the Pacific Ocean. Mission Fucking Impossible.
But lucky for me, I've found mine. And this time, it's for good. Why? He has put a ring on it. Check out the picture of my lovely Hearts on Fire ring below.
Beautiful isn't it? And by Christmas this year, we will be officially man and wife.
I am so lucky. :D
Tolora
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