A cornucopia of stubborn yet fickle minded girl
When I was 27 - single, lonely, desperate and pathetic, and after all the failure endeavors, I made a policy decision - 'i'm not dating anymore. I'm goin to stop searchin, even subconsciously, for Mr Right'. Perhaps I've had enough of getting dressed up, and wondering if I smelled nice, tryin my best to impress and waiting for that damn phone call. At that time I loved my job, enough money to splurge on unneccessary items sometimes and living alone in an apartment. That time the ideologies of togetherness and marriages didnt seem to work on me. Love is a pure make-believe. yea... yea...
(okkay here comes the long kisah cinta part)
Until I met this skinny guy... well basically didnt know he was skinny. I've always have this thing bout skinny guys. Met Danil in a chatroom. Actually I was chatting to his friend whom I was introduced to by my pet sis in Hartamas. After we traded e-mail addresses, we clicked as friends and one day he invited me into a chatroom, full of his friends. And there I was, the loner, babbling about how I love skinny guys, skaters, nice teeth and so on. Suddenly my friend posted a message
' Lish, Danil tu skater. Kurus tinggi. Gigi dia I tak check la pulak. Pi la chat ngan Danil'.
So I said Hi. He said Hi back. That's how we met. Messengger was the only medium of interaction between us ( with the help of webcam sometimes) for 3 months, till he decided to call me and informed me that he's going to Cyberjaya later to lepak with his friends and he was wondering whether he can meet up with me.
All over again I got so hyped up. Took me 1 hour to choose which baju to wear. Drove to Streetmall to get a hairwash - that sultry, bouncy hairdo (ceh i spent $27 tau).
First time we saw each other face to face ... Oh my...
My reaction : 'F**k! Damn Cute.'F**k'F**k'F**k'F**k... Why does he look so damn young.. 'F**k'F**k'F**k'F**k he looks 18. Didnt he say he's 23? My god.. he's cute... oh can I love him now'?
His reaction : 'Nice hair. Nice Fringe. Man is that G-string she wearing? Damn.. she doesnt look 27 to me. '
Basically we met every weekend after that. He asked me to be his GF after 3 months of seeing each other. We got engaged after 11 months. We got married after 18 months. It was pretty fast for some people. But... its hard to explain...
Sometimes I wonder. How on earth did I change my perception and beliefs about bein strong and single, just in few seconds when I laid my eyes on him for the first time? Where did all those egoistical girlpower mayhems gone to?Was I...... In denial? Too pathetic? Too weak to admit that I am lonely and I needed love? i donno la... Love is strangefully, mysteriously and wonderfully weird.
Whenever i look back about this wonderful experience of meeting my husband, it is still a mystery to me. Sweet, special and lovely, but mysterious. In split seconds I fell in love with a boy who is 4 years younger than me. In split seconds he started to adore a 27-year old lady in front of him. In split seconds I felt like... home. In split seconds we were so comfortable of each other's presence.
the end....
our differences and the stares that we get from people because he wears jeans and t-shirts, with spiky hair and sling back to work - I wear office suits, nicely done backcomb hair and a briefcase. - yet we still hold hands whenever and wherever (if you guys have seen an odd couple like this is klcc/a.point, thats us lah heheh)
