Wednesday, January 14, 2009

in between indianshoots and headaches..

I’m a materialistic person. That’s what I found out lunch break this afternoon. We were talking about life of couples sharing simple meals, going to simple places and living simple lives when I realize that I will not be satisfied with that kind of life. Ok, luneta, kwek-kwek, jollibee, and gumamela sounds ‘cute.’ You can really say that its true love beyond compare. Its like, accepting your love one as he/she is and not focusing on material things and all that stuff. Simple life. No extravagant and fancy restaurant. That is so realistic and down to earth. Admit it, that’s what happening now. With recession going on in the whole world and banks shutting down, you have to do cost-cutting and should not expect 5-star hotel dinners and tulips during anniversaries. But, let’s admit it, (especially to girls) 5-star hotels do have its plus factor. When a guy can buy you everything you want, when you can just enter any restaurant regardless of its menu price, you can experience a comfort that is too hard to describe. I really believe that love CANT keep us alive. When you are hungry and 6 kids beside you is crying of hunger, no matter how much you love them, you cant do anything. So as much as I want to meet someone that would love me endlessly, I also want to make sure that no matter what happen, he can take care of me. That I will nor starve, that I will never envy girls in having something that I don’t have. I want to have certainty. I want to be sure that he would do everything that I want, give me everything that I need, and would take me anywhere that I want. I want to have contentment or if you’re gonna argue that people never have contentment, then I want my discontentment to be filled right away. I don’t want to jump on something with somebody without being sure if that someone can give me the life that I want. Yeah ok, call me greedy, call me materialistic, call me worldly or even selfish, but that’s what I want and I’m going to stick to my standards. So to you who is reading this, I already told you in the first line, I’m materialistic. Live with my expectations or just quit.



“Kissing your hand may make you feel very
very good but a diamond and sapphire bracelet lasts forever.”



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Oh well, but in the end, who knows, I might fall
in love with someone as poor as a rat. When that time
came, you can laugh at me by your hearth’s desire, but I don’t
give a damn. Maybe at that time, love’s blindness already Conquer me
that I already forgot that once in my life, I wrote something as ambitious as this.

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