So my birthday has come and gone. So here's a little recap of the day's events:
- it was a work day, so I spent the day at the office. however there was one surprise though: my new office actually gives out movie tickets on birthday as a gift.
- the bf kept telling me to have my phone out. and he started asking me if I got anything around lunch time.
- then the flowers arrived! Lilac-coloured roses.
- then it was dinner time. Bf took me to Spencer's at the Burlington waterfront. The view was amazing. Food was pretty good as well.
Overall, kudos to my bf for his efforts.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Monday, September 07, 2009
a little change of pace
So today I am not going to talk about makeup.
I am having a wee bit of crisis at the moment. With yet another birthday looming, I feel strangely depressed and uncertain at the moment.
So I think I am going to take this space, this opportunity and the anonymity that goes with it to talk about something that I have had on my mind for awhile. And that is the topic of marriage.
For the longest time, I thought that I would not get married. I got briefly engaged when I was 20 yr old, and that was probably the worst decision for me. Not only was I not ready for marriage to that guy, I was not ready for marriage, period. And the whole experience kind of left a bad taste in my mouth and left me to associate marriage with failure and youthful naivete.
Imagine my surprise when I first started dating my current boyfriend and, all of a sudden, I began to dream of marriage again. Marriage, kids, etc. It amused and scared me, at the same time.
It's scary to realize that I want all of those things. The cliche way of living - I didn't even care that it is cliche. I want it. I want to be happy, married, and pregnant.
This whole new facet scares me. Have I become mundane? Ordinary? Does it matter anymore?
I am having a wee bit of crisis at the moment. With yet another birthday looming, I feel strangely depressed and uncertain at the moment.
So I think I am going to take this space, this opportunity and the anonymity that goes with it to talk about something that I have had on my mind for awhile. And that is the topic of marriage.
For the longest time, I thought that I would not get married. I got briefly engaged when I was 20 yr old, and that was probably the worst decision for me. Not only was I not ready for marriage to that guy, I was not ready for marriage, period. And the whole experience kind of left a bad taste in my mouth and left me to associate marriage with failure and youthful naivete.
Imagine my surprise when I first started dating my current boyfriend and, all of a sudden, I began to dream of marriage again. Marriage, kids, etc. It amused and scared me, at the same time.
It's scary to realize that I want all of those things. The cliche way of living - I didn't even care that it is cliche. I want it. I want to be happy, married, and pregnant.
This whole new facet scares me. Have I become mundane? Ordinary? Does it matter anymore?
It's the end of yet another long weekend...
and I am just so depressed. It seems like summer has just flied by and we have not had any good weather all summer. Kind of depressing.
It doesn't help that my birthday is also coming up. It is just down right depressing.
It doesn't help that my birthday is also coming up. It is just down right depressing.
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