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Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Friends Forever

It amazes me how friends can never see each other for a long while, but when they gather together again, it's a whirlwind of laughter and care. 

I visited some friends at my old office, and we were ecstatic to see each other again. How many people would react so cheerfully like that when you suddenly pop up? It reminded me that I should never forget beautiful people such as these, that we should make efforts to not lose these sort of bonds. And the visit was not about the gifts that we exchanged, what was more important was the warmth of their acceptance, as if the time spent apart was never there, and the sense that they really want you to be continuously present in their lives.

I'm happy that they are progressing in their own lives, and it's a wonder how someone can change and mature, but still remain the same lovable person you know and trust. It was so nice to hear how they are getting along well in their careers and families.

Although the visit was only for a short time, it gave me the boost of zest I needed to spend precious time with more good company this Christmas, and a dose of optimism that life isn't too bad with these kind of genuine friends around. Our days should not be spent in solitude, but rather be filled with more moments such as these. :)

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

No Mistletoe Moments

I won't ask for much this Christmas, I don't even wish for snow
I'm just gonna keep on waiting underneath the mistletoe
-- All I Want for Christmas is You

I was listening to some Christmas songs these past few days, and their happy beats definitely puts me in the holiday's festive mood. I was even singing along to the lyrics until I got to the part about the mistletoe. It made me stop and sigh because on this side of the world. there are no mistletoe moments.

And I wonder what it's like, to have someone suddenly kiss you. Especially if, say, that person is attractive :> But all that would never happen here, even if I'll be able to import a mistletoe and hang it up on my door. People will only look curiously at it and move on. And if anyone does recognize what it is, they would only smile bemusedly and shake their heads.

Although I am thankful for my country's conservative culture where a respectable distance is approved; I can recall times when I'm grateful that some guys kept their hands to themselves o_o (I think you can imagine what type of guys those were.) It's just that sometimes, (okay, a lot of times) I wonder how it would feel to be in someone's arms, to have him so close.

To have him brush my hair away from my eyes so he could see me better.

To have him suddenly come from behind and wrap his arms around my waist.

To feel the warmth of his hand on the small of my back as he leads me outside.

To have someone to snuggle comfortably with.

Of course, I know that there are other things more valuable than physical aspects like respect and trust and commitment, but come on, I'm an adult now and turning another year older soon, but here I am wishing for something that a pre-teen is already experiencing on the other side of the world. I mean, what if my love language is physical touch? That would just make me more frustrated.

I don't know if I should be the one initiating these things, but of course the girl in me won't allow that. Oh well. For now I can only wait for our men to become a bit more bold. Even a hug once in a while would be truly appreciated.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Why Write?

Ever felt like you have no opinions to offer, just because other voices are louder than yours?

I've always wondered how other people can seem to have such an endless dialogue during a conversation, when I cannot even form a single sentence. And there's those pauses when they look at you to hear what you have to say, but all you can think of is "Um... yeah, totally!" and then you give yourself a mental facepalm as they shrug and continue on speaking. You laugh along with them and say something, but they don't hear you, and they shuffle to another topic. I've been there so many times. 

So I question myself if I really do have an opinion or not. Too often I have been just receiving and agreeing without really thinking about it. I've always been the quiet listener who just nods and smiles, looks back and forth as they toss the words around like a ball, and then smiles some more. And I thought, this has to stop. Or at least, lessen. I need to form my own opinions, and voice out my thoughts. Maybe I cannot insert my words wittingly into conversations yet (I've tried, and sometimes they don't get what I meant, lol) but I do, I do have my own mind. 

And... I can write. A little. In my own weird way.

This is all relatively new to me, so kindly bear with me through all this. A comment or so would also help ;)

So to anyone in the whole wide world on the world wide web who's willing to listen, or rather, read, my random bouts of ramblings, here I am.  And this is my way of saying "Hello world!" as my first post. I hope I can exercise my brain enough to make a lot more.

:)