Stalkers and old friends...

Last night I had an encounter with a stalker that lives on the other side of the world, which kinda makes it creepier. Today I'm catching up with a really good friend that I had lost contact with. It's weird how life works... thank God there's always something fun about it... (even half a world away stalkers)

Mixed signals...

How are you supposed to know what the message means if it's not clear? If you want to say something or feel some way, why not just say it instead of fucking with our minds and hearts? What the hell are you so afraid of? Be a man, goddamn it! Say what you mean and mean what you say. Think about what you're doing and how you're affecting the other person. Open your eyes, you douche bag. You have everything right in front of you, what are you waiting for?

My life would suck without you too...

I'm gonna tell you something I hope you don't "froget"... I love you. You know that we've been through some tough shit and we're still standing thanks to each other. The good times we've had together overshadow the hard times. The laughs are louder than the sobs and the time spent together easily makes up for the time spent apart. Sometimes all you need is a friend and you've never failed me. In a couple of months we are going to be seeing less of each other because I'm moving onto another stage of my life, one which you will eventually face, but we forever remain together as wife and wife. Love you 2 death and beyond. Take care of you... I need you. *Hug-spank* Muax!!!

I like a good challenge.

I don't like things to be easy. I like to work hard for what I want. I never get what I want unless I bust my ass for it. Even with love. When I like a guy I do all I can to get him... I've failed everytime probably because they make it impossible or I just figure I'm wasting my time. If a guy is right there... I don't want him. I blow him off. Most times I don't even notice when I do it. Maybe I should try harder when it comes to guys... I don't know. Maybe I try TOO hard. Maybe. I'm a problem solver and men just perplex me, some problems may not have a solution. I'm not a person that gives up easily, but there's nothing I hate more than wasting my time on stupid things (men). I only keep at it if I think it's worth it. If I take the time to listen to you and I never fail to ask you how you are it's because I care. Men take me for granted and it's something I'm not okay with but have learned to accept. I'm the stupid girl that will always be here just because I care about you even if it hurts me. Open your eyes and see what's been in front of you for years.

Ode to an Everlasting Love

Ever since I can remember I’ve been listening to my grandfather tell the story about the first time he saw my grandmother and all the hardships they went through and how they made it through and have been happily married for 50 years now. He always begins by saying they were fourteen years old. He says he remembers that she was a very proud woman with a strong personality. He remembers her beautiful green eyes that lit up the whole room and her legs. He remembers every curve in her slender body. He loved her from the moment he laid eyes on her. He’s going to turn 74 this month and he still talks about her as if he were a teenager in love. She just laughs and covers her face with her tired hands as if she was embarrassed, but I know that every time she listens to him tell that story she falls a little more in love with him, even if that is probably not possible.
It all started in 1949, the first time he saw her. She was strutting down a hallway and he was late for school. She was a beautiful young girl with a strong personality. She did not tolerate any disrespect and most boys were even afraid to approach her, he, on the other hand, was not one of those boys. He saw what he wanted and went right for it. He was a troublemaker and she was a saint. She thought about her future and he lived in the moment. She turned him down a couple of times but she eventually fell for his charms. Who wouldn’t? It was a match made in heaven. They were born to be together. There has never been two people that could ever complement each other as well as they do. She is the only one for him and he is the only one for her.
However, the road to happiness was not a smooth one. The relationship between my grandfather and grandmother almost did not end in a happy marriage. My grandmother’s family did not approve of the union and threatened to send her away. This was the biggest disagreement they ever had because she agreed to move away from her love. My grandfather was absolutely devastated. He tells that the night he got the news he burned all the letters and a picture of her. He says that that one picture, the one that burned to ashes with rage, was the most beautiful portrait of her. He feels the deepest regret for burning it, but says that having the real thing next to him for the rest of his life definitely relieves that contrition. He managed to prove to her family that he really was devoted to her and her family let her stay.
The happy couple was joined in holy matrimony in December 1958 and has been together since then. They have four children, one of them being my lovely father. This is a couple that truly sets an example as to what a relationship and a marriage should be. I wish them the best and I know your love is everlasting. I just wish my future marriage is half has good and strong as yours are. I love you, grandma and grandpa!