Good day folks. Things have been improving on a daily basis,getting used to the whole idea of keeping my focus on my priorities; it is true you know when they say that your vision of life as a whole will change the moment you paint a beautiful picture of the future. Its still a constant day-to-day battle to not look back and wonder,about all the what if’s; but the present looks way too gorgeous to neglect.

I know how it is, or rather how it works over the world wide web where we often hide how we truly feel about it all; often sugar coated with the thickest layer of sugar possible. If you should wonder,things have changed a lot of the past couple of months in the sense where I’ve finally conquered the I don’t really care & not as sensitive as how I used to be. This can obviously be a good & a bad thing all at the same time,but I’m not here to hit a perfect score for the ideal role model wtf who does it all right; all the time.

Like what happened last week, it was merely a spur of the moment where you don’t take your actions seriously and just do it! Yesterday and today will be forgotten,same goes for most of the posts here where it finds its place under “older posts”.

All highlights will eventually become old news.

On a much lighter note,as mentioned in my previous post about attending the International Hot Air Balloon Fiesta @ Putrajaya on Sunday. I set my alarm at 6am to wake the Keeper up,gave him a ring and we both agreed to go back to sleep wtf. The verdict,we ended up going in the evening instead! As expected, I will always end up being the over excited one going all high strung and tralalalala.

Was the outfit planned?
Well technically it wasn’t because I did send him an text message asking if we’re gonna throw on our Manchester United jersey with the big game going on that night,but he didn’t manage reply on time. So it wasn’t planned wtf.

This picture made its way up as a profile picture yo!

Why so angry?

The place was flooded with people,as expected on a Sunday evening.As we drove around Putrajaya, the most evident or rather attractive thing to do was to fly a kite. Since its been like ten years or more since I flew one, and the Keeper never had the chance to fly a kite; thats exactly what we did! The gloomy-going-to-rain-anytime-soon weather was perfect timing for us with the strong wind,right?

It was so romantic.
Its like going back to our parents old-school dating style where you go out for a picnic and fly kites wtf.

Out of all the many options available,the Keeper decided to pick out anything that represents an elephant wtf. Ellie = elephant. He said,just imagine me flying you up to the skies!

The obvious assumption would obviously be that Ellie would probably be hopping around excitedly because she’s finally gonna get to fly a kite; but the over-excited one this time was him!

The greatest laughters are often the ones when you laugh together.

The gloomy weather.

“Rooney” is about to fly a kite.

My favourite picture of the Keeper from the series,that was his happy smile.

And thats my happy smileeeeeeee!

Here’s what happened. We succeeded in getting the kite up in the air,so high that we ran out of thread wtf. So without realizing,the thread kinda got loose from the holder; and the kite flew away! The Keeper chased; ran after me (the elephant kite) and we all lived happily ever after.

I’m sorry,but what I wrote earlier;

“We succeeded in getting the kite up in the air,so high that we ran out of thread wtf. So without realizing,the thread kinda got loose from the holder; and the kite flew away! The Keeper chased; ran after me (the elephant kite) and we all lived happily ever after.”

sounded so much like a metaphor of what happened to us.

What if relationships is like flying a kite?

Love is like flying a kite. There are times when you need to learn how to release the string and pull it back with the right pressure. When the kite-flyer pulls too hard, the string will become too taut and snap. The kite belonged to the skies above us all. The kite needs its own space and its own freedom. Yet, it feels safest & closest to the best friend; the one flying the kite, safely tagged by the thread to earth.

Its a way of life where we it shows how love has to work both ways where relationships isn’t all about having one driver and another passenger. As much as the real world only allows one driver,there’s always times when its all about taking turns to take the lead in the relationship. One can never go the distance driving all the time,that’ll probably worn you out or “get so tired that you loose focus getting into a bad accident”. Simple theories to reflect a very simple way of how relationship works.

August 2008.

Everyday in my life I thank god for sharing this gift, or rather prominent figure in my life. Its not all about how much love you’ve shared or how awesome the making out sessions are wtf, but its about how one serves as a simple reminder on why you should be happy today. The greatest gift that anyone can ever possess is the ability to make another laugh,laughters and more laughters!

Okay to end this post I’m gonna share our middle finger story.
As you should know by know,flashing the middle finger means fuck you right
Here’s what happened on the two consecutive nights.

Night #1
We had this argument over some stupid issue before his dropping me off back home. I was delirious, and very pissed; and so was he wtf. Then instead of having a kiss goodbye,he flashed me a middle finger and I slammed the door. In case you’re wondering,never ever let an argument last more than 24 hours,thats a tip!

Night #2
It was an awesome day out and dinner,with dumb jokes while we’re on our way home.
And yes once again,instead of ending the perfect night with a kiss; I flashed my middle finger and we both laughed! I was obviously mocking him about the night before,but his reply was a big fat smile wtf.

So here’s to you folks, a middle finger.

Related posts:

1. Needle In A Hay Field.
2. So What Happened in 2009?
3. Travelogue : Autumn In Taiwan

Posted on Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010 in Blogosphere, Cheerio thinks a lot, Love & Romance, Personal Writing Masterpieces. Subscribe to this comment feed. Leave a response, or trackback from your own site.