On Relationships and Tarts...

AS cheesy as this entry's title sounds, or however similar it may be to the title of a certain novel, just ignore it. i knw, the tarts are completely non sequitur, but i didnt want to put it into a separate entry. so anyway, firstly, relationships.

I think i can finally confirmed that i have officially lost all faith in relationships. maybe there used to be a shadow or flicker of faith, but i know all that has been completely defenestrated. it's for the better i suppose. i'm not gonna believe in anymore fairytale endings, or happy ever afters, cos looking at things now, all thats just a pile of rotting crap. sry if anyone feels insulted, but yeah thats my opinion, which i am entitled to. but i digress. i rly dun think i can ever summon the courage anymore to have a relationship. besides, its so troublesome. im rly not willing to give out my heart so keenly again. i dun rly think its that bad, growing old alone. having ur own life. i mean, i could focus on my career, amass wealth (hopefully), donate to charities, take care of my parents etc. have a few close friends. honestly, i dun see myself missing out on much. stay in a small, cosy, studio apt if my parents dun want me with them. haha. go to work, come back, cook dinner. watch tv, play games, do work, sleep, have breakfast, repeat. hmph. and the household chores. etc. lol. im already imagining my future.

Sure, ppl will argue u ought to have someone to be ur companion to grow old with, ur other half. but hey, then u'd have to worry abt ur partner, and there'll be all the emotional upheaval and god knws wat other crap. sry, but i dun think i wanna subject myself to all that. ok, so i wont have children. big deal. i just hv to explain to my parents. XD. i guess, its been happening over the last few years, and i just wondered when i'd finally admit it. as a wise sith lord once said, ''it is a terrible thing to fall, but far more terrible, is to admit it''. oh such sagacity. i pledge myself to your teachings, darth kreia. lol. yeah, sure i might be taking all this with a cavalier attitude, but i assure u, i mean every word i say, and this isnt some random teenager's angsty rant or something. basically, im just far too afraid of getting hurt again. so call me coward, or whatever u want, but hey, its. my. life. period. so if i say anymore, im just gonna end up repeating points, which we all knw is terrible, terrible writing. haha.

So, without further ado, i bid thee adieu. oh poetry. la lingua amor. btw, heres a pic of pineapple tarts i just baked today cos i was craving them. lovely. (btw, im open for orders for christmas, new years, CNY etc. leave a msg if u want). cyaz ~