Mereith's proposal last Saturday was so touching that I still get goosebumps thinking about it now. I guess despite all the "phft who wants a big wedding/proposal" I've mentioned to thousands of people (maybe the entire world), it's still every girl's dream to receive something as sweet as this.
Well I wouldn't completely blow off the idea that media has conditioned us girls into liking mushy stuff like this (I really don't like to talk like a cnm student), but I firmly believe that all females, with some rare minorities, simply are born to like romantic stuff. How else can you explain the percentages of hopeless romantics in this world. I won't say that my words can be taken seriously but, perhaps I just want to believe that romance is something worth seeking in life.
It was really sweet, what he did and all. However cliche people thought of it when I told them (my bosses simply 'phfttttt' their way through my explanation), it worked. Plain ol' romance, works everytime. The balloons, the set-up, the now-you-see-me-now-you-don't dance routine, the traditional flipcards and the "will you marry me" confession, plastered with a cheesy smile, knee on the ground and of course a big diamond ring. Mereith did work very hard just for this proposal and maybe because of that we all felt so so happy for him at the end when Nina said yes. I think his heart probably exploded into a million stars that could feed an entire galaxy when she said yes. I mean, if it was me, I would too......that is if I'm a guy.
I'm not.
I can't really imagine how Nina must have felt when she first saw us dancing, and then when Mereith appeared and when he finally proposed. And how she felt after the entire saga, knowing that she is now happily married to the man she loves. It's a really intriguing feeling, looking at her, only being able to imagine how it must feel like as I only know by watching romance dramas. You know, how dramas always package love to be this all empowering hugashaga coupled with divine intervention and what not, and how life becomes like heaven after marrying someone they love. I guess the proposal was very drama-mama romantic simply because you could tell they loved each other a lot. Not that I mean to compare, but looking at some of my other friends around me, well, they just don't seem to have that kind of spark. If I put it horridly, some even seem to be marrying for the sake of marrying.
And what's the point in that, seriously.
I'm getting to the part where I start getting angsty, oops.
Back to the proposal, it was a really nice (fun) experience for all of us, watching one of our friends having his dream come true after months of preparation and heart-thumping moments. And I wish them everlasting happiness and lotsa babies to come :D THEIR BABIES WILL BE SO GOODLOOKING OHMAIGAWD *flails*
After the proposal, a bunch of us went to have our dinner and drinks after having failed to book tickets from ah boy to men. I really really wanna watch that movieeeeeeee when can I watch it will I ever watch it in this life. Ok I'll make an effort just to watch it. Effort should help I think?
On a side note, I finally tendered my resignation today. Not that I'll be unemployed anytime soon, I still have to wait till they get a new girl. But I'll probably leave either way once I find a way out. That being said, the way out is still very very elusive if you really want to know. I just think that I should follow where my heart leads me, and here is definitely not it now. I have many dreams, a few somewhat impractical and idealistic, some not so idealistic but not that easy to reach still. Someone (or somewhere, most probably my bff, the tumblr) once told me, it doesn't matter whether you comply with the standard methods needed to get there but that you try, at the very least. Taking a step is hard, taking many steps that doesn't lead to anywhere is even harder. But somehow, keep walking and you'll get to your destination somehow. Just keep walking, keep doing, keep dreaming. And keep believing. :)
Goodnight y'all. Tomorrow's another long long day at the tsunami-wrecked office for me. I hope I survive.
xo,
Mrs Micky
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