Song File: Everytime

Dear Kids,

I should be doing others things now but I feel like writing to you and just do whatever I need to do tomorrow. That is one thing your grandma hates about me - I love to cram! LOL

I find writing to you therapeutic even if I know that you are at this moment, still but a theory and a hope for me and your sweet dad. I guess it makes me feel that I have a purpose in life and I am imparting very important life lessons about life, dating and being carefree to you. I probably will be the Dragon Mom every Asian mom is but then I might turn out to be a cool mom too!

Anyhow, I can hope that despite me not being able to carry a tune, you would appreciate music and be able to enjoy it as much as I do. If I look back, there is always a song that best describes a time of my life.

This song, Everytime by Janet Jackson (who is she? Goggle will be a good source!), has always been special to me and evokes kilig and giddiness every time I hear it. Listen on :)

Sounds romantic, right? What more if that song started to play during your first school dance? You are on a date with J - a guy you have a huge crush on and he just asked you to dance - your very first proper slow dance.

AWWW...

I tentatively put my hands on J's shoulder and his arms go around my waist, pulling me closer that I end up encircling my hands around his neck. We slowly sway to the music and I look at him, nervous yet smiling, thanking the high heavens for this chance. He gave me a reassuring smile and told me how pretty I was that evening and made stupid yet funny jokes to crack me up.

I felt that I can die at that moment out of sheer happiness.  It was as if my short teenage life was complete.

I look back to that memory and still smile more than 15 years later and remind myself that life can be sweet and simple, we just have to enjoy the moments that life throws us.

xoxo

Mr. Zit Face

Dear Kids,

Mommy is suffering from a major jet lag today having downed 2 pseudo sleeping pills last night and still can't sleep. So.. I am at work and slacking off and thought of amusing you guys with another story of my boy crazy young life LOL

I've been wanting to tell you about this funny story about a guy that I met. Due to my brain being sluggish today, I had to sit down and think hard on what his name was. I can picture him in my mind and will never forget how he looks like. I had to stalk a few people on Facebook to look for him because it was bugging me that my memory is failing me at such a young age.

Anyhow, let's call him G and I met him and a bunch of like-minded individuals with a similar background from an online forum that I used to go to. We're pretty much a minority so we bonded easily because of common friends, background and culture. It was pretty fun meeting people and knowing that they know someone that you know but still relatively a stranger to you. The online friendship would naturally run it's course and it was time to meet up face to face.

So it was set. 4 of us, 2 guys and 2 girls were set to meet for the first time one Friday night after work. I knew that the other girl K, fancied the other guy called K. I was there to meet new friends and was on a dating spree already so I never really thought of pairing it up with G.

I first met up with G since we were both early and my first reaction was man, this guy looks like 10 years older than me! And he was just about 5 years my senior if I remember it right. We settled into a cafe and started talking while waiting for the other two. By the time the other two arrived, I knew G was interested in me but I totally wasn't.

Night went well, a lot of stories and trying to figure out how many degrees of separation we all had between us. I was going to take a cab home but he was insisting to drive me home since my place was on the way home for him. I resisted nicely, smiling and said that it was alright and it would be traffic on a Friday night. He persisted saying that it would be his pleasure to drive me home. Now now kids, Mommy sometimes has to be practical and it was a Friday night so I relented and I let him drive me home.

The traffic was HELL and he was taking his sweet time to drive me home and trying to extend the conversation in the car. He was leaning close to me and I can see his face clearly and it was like this -

He was trying to tell me as bluntly and casually as he could that he like me and wanted to see me more. I didn't want to turn him down in his car during a heavy traffic so I neither said yes or know and just said that let's see since I am very busy but would want to remain friends and keep in touch.

But in all honesty, all I wanted to do was to prick those tiny puss filled zits all over his face one by one. I have to stop myself and concentrate not to give in to temptation. I felt so bad dear kids because Mommy did suffer from acne growing up but I just can't help it! LOL

Needless to say, I didn't see him again after that for the fear that I might traumatize him and start picking on his zits.

HAHAHAHA