This is a tri-fold, die-cut greeting card for your loved one. I will be posting an envelope and pictures of the prototype when it’s printed and cut. You cut the curve of the phone and you fold the straight vertical lines. When it’s folded, you see that their phone wires actually connect into one line.
She stared at her. The disfigured lady was staring back – the broken pieces are still attached to the wooden board. Luckily, the largest piece was the one that still hung right at her eye level. It’s big enough for her to do her makeup everyday. Besides, there’s no need to spend extra money just for a mirror. There’s the rent, the bills, the premium protein shakes.
She brushed a dash of bronzer on each cheek, lined flawless strokes above her youthful eyes, then finished her ritual with raspberry lip gloss. These are the features appearing on the biggest fragment still hanging on the board. Other pieces reveal distorted sizes of her breasts, waist, and thighs.
Off she went to fetch her boyfriend. It’s been months. They couldn’t wait to meet each other again.
A taxi driver caught sight of her and smiled. He reversed the wheels, letting her in. “Where to, love?” “The airport, please,” smiling back. My diet’s been working, she thought. And when he sees me, he shall not be able to resist me.
She spotted him in the crowd. He beamed. Then he glanced at another woman. She’s in her late thirties, in a French bun, minimal makeup, and a handsome trench coat. For a moment there, she’s a sight, the center of all attention.
Her heart slipped with a thud, her shoulders fell into gravity. One day she will no longer be pretty. One day, the shattered fragments will obscure her. One day, the wood will age and cripple, and nothing between him and her will ever be as they are now.
She felt a hug from behind: “I’ve missed you so much.”
Do not confuse your prejudice with sagacity. Just because her speech is laconic doesn’t mean she carries around a closed mind. Besides, look at yourself: What good is it to use a turgid language on anyone, especially when you’re judging someone negatively, even before you get to know them?
: indicating sexual interest or expressive of lust and lewdness.
You can catch the ardour in her voice. “Therefore, I would like to make a toast for all the gentlemen in this room who has contributed their generous kindness to our foundation,” she raised her glass. With that speech, the room applauded like torrents of rainstorm falling down the earth, and feminism shall wipe out the growing body of rapists in the nation. The victims shall receive the proper education they deserved, thanks to this night’s fundraising gala dinner.
Seriously, why are there so many angry people out there? Do they want power so much that they want to dominate as many vaginas as possible?
Anyway, I’m proud to say that this woman, the founder of Women Against Rape and also the author of The Idealist Inside: How To Unleash The Do-Gooder Within, is mine and for mine alone, even though these “gentlemen” in the room look like rapists who are ready to pounce on her whenever she moves. They all look like monkeys dressed in suits. Fucking expensive suits.
When the MC takes over, she spotted where I was standing, then catapulted out of the stage. She grabbed my hand and we’re heading toward the empty backstage. It’s dark but I can still see her angelic face. She quickly undressed me, with all her lasciviousness that are only for my eyes, as if she’s some hungry animal that’s been waiting too long for her feast, the real woman underneath all the media coverage and public attention.
Her skin so soft, so sweet, and yet she’s so hungry for my attention. I gripped both her hands, she touched me at all the right places. I locked each of her leg under my arms, and she pushed her chest further forward to me, surrendering her all to me.
We were dry-humping all night long , throughout then I kept thinking of the perfect way to propose to this amazing woman, just as I’ve been doing whenever her naked body is laying against mine. All these time, who am I to think I deserve her? It’s been years, and my only wish has been to give this woman all that I’ve got, to convince her the perfect way that I want all of her for myself – my best-of-the-best friend, my lovely, sultry tigress, my impeccably horny virgin.
First of all, I apologize if this short story is slightly R-rated, but I think it’s fun. The most important thing is the point of the story, right? Manly sweetness (Is that even a proper description?!)
By now I’m guessing that you’re wondering where I get these words daily. Well, for one thing, I’m always either at the moment reading a good novel. Check out my library for what I’m currently reading right now. I’m thinking of writing 1 book review by the end of the year, as I’ve read so many books but have never done a book review before.
I also read the paper on a daily basis, as I have my iPad in hand everywhere I go and Twitter on my BlackBerry to keep me up-to-date. I’m also always reading interesting magazine articles. And these are the sources of new words I get daily – as apparently I read voraciously, but couldn’t keep up to the new words I learn everyday. So, this vocabulary practice is kind of a way for me to remember the new words I came across.
As I’ve said before, what better way than keeping a vocabulary notebook to improve the art of self-expression?
Affirmative. Yesterday was water weight – because just one night of feast couldn’t lead up to all that weight gain back. This morning, it’s (x – 1.2) kg. Yay! I’m actually on track to reaching my end goal at (x – 1.5) kg anyway. But heck, if I can do 2 kg, why not? I’m just not confident that I can do that yet, but -1.5 kg is doable by the end of this week.
Anyway, I know from reading loads of health articles that your brain consumes about 25% to 30% of your total caloric burn throughout the day. The brain is also the only organ in your body that never sleeps. It continues to work to make up dreams and stuff. And then I actually find it quite hard to believe that I lost all that weight this morning. It must be the brain, isn’t it? And what’s going on in the brain is more private than the stories I can tell publicly here, so I think I’m going to use a third-person voice here describing a similar situation.
When someone has an obsession with another – he kept thinking about her night and day, tracked down the other men in her life, got jealous for no particular reason other than finding out that a particular man used to be The One for her, and he can’t sleep all night worrying because he do realizes that he’s obsessed if he wants to know how she went by her day and whoever she’s been with throughout the day. She would get annoyed if he keeps pestering her, that’s why he didn’t make a move much and that kills him. He couldn’t sleep and he keeps checking up her Facebook updates. And Twitter. And of course, it’s midnight, and there are no updates. But still, he couldn’t stop thinking about her.
What’s worse: Besides all the fuss with him thinking about her all day, there’s another woman he’s introduced to that’s actually quite nice, but he has to try so hard to respond to this girl that he regards that girl as annoying, even though the girl is not. He had to be nice because their parents set them up. Their parents are good friends. Indeed, the girl is actually nice, just that he easily lose interest the moment he finds a flaw.
Does that situation make a lot of wasted energy coming out of the brainpower? I guess. But we’re human beings after all – we can’t control our feelings. At times we feel a tinge of jealousy, and we just have to deal with it. Now I cannot say what private things I have in mind and whatever happened to me in public, but I can tell you that I feel jealous. And whenever I do, I never show it, express it to the person I like, or even admit it – not even to myself. Alas, I’ve got work and homework and other stuff to do, you know, I need to get by this feeling and deal with it.
I always thought that jealousy is an ugly thing, that’s why I keep avoiding it if I feel it, and then distract myself to doing other things and sooner or later that feeling will go away. This is just not the right time to distract myself, because I only have time to do a number of things right now – I’m not on holiday in Jakarta or on some vacation, as if I have all the time in the world. I can go workout today, but I choose not because Mondays are days I dedicate my time to my homework. Also, with jealousy, I’ve always believed that bringing down those people you envy will make you look even uglier in the presence of everybody. The only way to deal with jealousy is to make yourself look better. Be better. Do better. And ignore that jealousy feeling.
I’ve had this feeling for quite some time and it just grows bigger right now, I’m afraid I can’t ignore that anymore and I have to deal with it.
Basically, the whole idea of being jealous is thinking that the other has what you don’t. And what I don’t have right now until the end of the next 4 months is the time to shine. Because this is my final year in school and I have loads to do, especially things that I am not passionate about, I haven’t got the time I had like last summer. I dedicated my time to take chances in every way to live out my dreams to go freelance writing, and I did achieve it, because I didn’t eat right and didn’t sleep much just by thinking about a good query letter to write, and actually doing the field research and the writing every evening whenever I’m not sleeping or dining or working out. I’m obsessed with my passion too, besides the person I like and love. I have very little material obsessions, now that I realize, and that’s one quality I always value about myself. I also think that this quality is something most people doesn’t have, so right now, as I’m writing these words down, I already feel better.
Normally when I feel jealous I linger on it and never actually communicate the feelings out. I just keep it all inside and move on with things. I just never realize that it’ll grow bigger with time, especially if things with the person you’re obsessed with are going great. But I guess that’s women, right? All women have a reservoir of insecurities they hide from the public. We are all perfect in our own ways, and when we’re jealous, we don’t realize that we possess qualities most other people don’t.
I guess the solution is still the same: Stop thinking about others and focusing on yourself. Becoming a better self wins 100, rather than attracting 1 and hurting 99 others. And, even though I look like a fairly confident person, I have very low self-esteem and I have a habit I’m working on getting rid of whenever I don’t meet expectations I set for myself: I punish myself. It’s such a drag to have that kind of habit, but once you realize it’s a habit and that there are better ways to feel better about yourself or just feel better in general, you’ll look at it objectively and soon, the habit will slowly go away, as it is for me right now.
What do you guys think? How do you deal with the fist-clenching, stomach-churning, teeth-gritting part of jealousy?