The newest New Year
Two more days 'til the new year starts.
I can't wait.
It'd be a different year, I'm sure. Well, this year has been a whole lot different - but I bet next year will be more, and there will be more of what I had this year.
Eeeek. My heart gives a different beat whenever I think of the coming year.
I think this is where I say - be still, my heart.
It's cab drivers' week
Yeah, if these frikkin idiots had a week in their commemoration, this would be it. Only it would be a different kind of commemoration. No one celebrates it but them.
So what happens during this week?
Oh, they get to choose their passengers. Or refuse them. Or charge an incredibly large fare. Or threaten the poor, unfortunate souls ("us") into not dropping them off where they're really headed.
And how they celebrate! They have their "Taxi" signs on, and have no passengers. They pass by slowly, making us think that they're "For Hire" - but they do that just to mock you and say, Ha! You pathetic git. You can't get a ride, hahaha.
Damn those cab drivers!!!!!!!!
Freaky!
Last Monday, I made a phone call to our caterer. (Note: I claim her "our" caterer, because we're really considering her to be the caterer for the wedding.) The person who answered told me to call again on the 19th (yesterday), because the caterer was on vacation.
I called up yesterday. A woman answered - who I found out later, was her cousin. I asked for the caterer.
I was in for a surprise. The caterer, she said, was buried just yesterday.
It took me a while to recover. It was just plain freaky (sorry Mrs. Caterer). I mean, someone from their family told me she was on vacation - perhaps they didn't know what to tell me. And here I was, thinking she was on vacation.
May she rest in peace.
Meanwhile, it's time to look for another one.
168 days to go
Or so they say at theknot.com. =)
There's less anxiety now. The Discovery Weekend helped a lot - not to mention a very timely phone call that I received Thursday night, a day before our pre-marriage seminar.
I was praying for a sign the whole week before the seminar. It's not that I relayed on that seminar to determine our fates (although people made a joke on that). I needed to understand what I or we were getting into.
The experience was - sublime. It wasn't the usual - that I can say. They touched on delicate topics like morality and sexuality...which we found surprising, and good. There were really a lot of learnings. At the end of the seminar, we were a little bit tired from waking up early and staying up until late at night for the whole thing, but it was worth it.
Like all the other things that I have gone through this year, this is yet another puzzle with its pieces starting to fall into place. The difference is, this is one puzzle that I'm going to work on with Neil.
Not alone. Not anymore.
=)
What did you do that for?
I know you.
If you like someone, you
Gaze into her eyes. Unblinking, you tell her how beautiful she looks. Your whole world, focused on her. You hold her hand.
Get to know what she likes. Give it to her.
Call her every day, if possible. Talk with her every day. Talk about everything. No, you wouldn't look stupid even if you talked about the most obnoxious things. Because in the end, nothing matters but her. Her her her.
You didn't have to
Caress her tummy.
Put your hand under her top.
Tell her you wanted to because it's close to her breasts.
Kiss her on the neck.
Invite her inside the room.In 24 hours.
When you knew her for practically your whole lifetime. As kids, irritated her to death. As teenagers, irritated her to death. As a grown-ups, irritated her to death.
Because we treated each other like family. We had a friendship that was pure.
I want to know why.
If you genuinely like her, do it properly.
I don't want you doing that to my best friend.
She's a very good person, inside out. Purehearted. Most of all, innocent. How could you have done that?
