Bite-sized Life

Excellent. Total pageviews for March: 298. Much better than February's 90 pageviews (for being too busy).
Anyway, here are reasons why my mom doesn't approve of Forbidden guy:
- he's six years my senior
- he wears earrings
- he doesn't have a similar upbringing as I do.
- he's not CEO of a company. In other words, he is not rich.
- books before boys (even though there's only one boy and that's him)
- prefers guys who has extensive knowledge of boring subjects like math, chemistry, golf and probably fine wine. and all that jazz.
- prefers a foreigner as my prospect. chuh. get real.
- she doesn't see him as my future (gasp) husband. That is SICK. The last thing a teenager (that's me) will think about is getting married!Ewewewewewew!!!! EEEEW! Look, the guy's definitely boyfriend material but we got a looooooooooooooong way to go before we're gonna hear wedding bells. Can't a girl date for self-fulfillment?? Urgh.
- can't date until I'm 18

OK. He's older but my mindset is a little more mature than most girls I know. He wears earrings but that doesn't mean he's some kind of criminal. He's a total nice guy with a shy side. Besides, he looks hot with it.
And we probably don't have the same upbringing but he's really a great guy who's quite devoted to moi. He totally respects me and even gives me the freedom to go out with other guys if I want to.
He's not rich, but he pays for our date.
And he's probably not a mathematician but he's very interesting to talk to. And we're both open to each other.
So if I want him as a boyfriend, he will be my boyfriend! Even if I have to wait for another year to be 18!

I've got nothing against people with inferiority complex or something, but it gets tiring to hear about one's belly pooch, pudgy nose, cellulite thighs or hateful hair. It's either you deal with it or shut up.
I know some people who shrink when others compliment them. If a person says, "you're glowing today." The complimentee shrugs and blushes saying, "oh, I'm not. You're just saying that coz I'm blahblahblah..." instead of getting it over with a simple, sincere "thank you."
Even if the compliment tends to be sarcastic or fake, a "thank you" would suffice the situation.
Seriously, it wouldn't kill you to love yourself for being yourself.
Sure, I have a few bad hair days, or days I just don't feel bouncy or outgoing. I even have days where I look in the mirror and just laugh at my imperfect bits. And I don't complain.
But that's part of being able to love and accept yourself.

Hmm... Two weeks ago (on a Friday, to be exact)I was just assisting my uncle with his shopping. I was bored out of my wits. And hungry. So after our shopping spree in the mall, we went to a fastfood restaurant.
I was about to smother my sorrows with a chicken salad, knowing that the chances of seeing Forbidden guy was very, like, nil. The mall was closing and only the restaurants were still open.
After a serving of chicken salad, HE passed through.
Oh. My. God.
I kept a straight face since I was with my uncle. And yeah, he spotted me and there was a delighted look on his face as he passed by and went out through the other entrance. (Restaurant has two entrances)
My mind immediatly stared racing. So I used a very cliche' (but used it for the very first time) excuse to my uncle: I needed to go to the ladies' room.
Since the restaurant didn't have a restroom, I was free to go. Brilliant.
I immediatly spotted HIM in the nearby video store.
We chatted while I looked at him up and down: oh god. He's wearing an earring- wait- earrings on both ears! Cutie factor just spun up to the tenth power. My mom will SO not approve of him. I had to laugh at him coz he thought I was out on a date. I had to explain that the guy I'm with is my uncle. Harhar.