The birds that suddenly appear!

I think i owe it to myself to do something special to commemorate the fact that I've started (sllooooww) on my assignment! And what's more special than updating a blog I've ignored for far too many times! so here i am!

So I've been thinking of what to blog about. Life's been pretty mundane these couple of months, well all except maybe how there's a skip in every step i take, or chirping birds wherever i go, or rainbows and bright flowers by the pavements! well MORE than usual of those at least. But i think Jane Austen or Emily Dickinson says it better! So I'll refrain.

But how weird is that? That the best love stories, comes from ladies that spent their whole life alone. When i read "Persuassion" i was convinced, and adamant that the only person i could ever ever see myself with was someone like Captain Frederick Wentworth. Ok i guess that may not say much, i felt the same way about Spiderman! But still, do these men exist?

Of course not! If they do, I've certainly not met them, and i don't think i would! Maybe that's why they were alone? Cause who could live up to the amazing characters they created in their books, or have that amazing love story with the poofy dresses and the green fields and the castles and the mansions and men dressed in weird coats riding along with horses!

Think she missed out? Well if she had enough imagination and magic to create such a wonderful world on paper, for it to live on for all these years, i think no! All that fantasy is a lot more nicer than the real deal. And back then, i think a woman's libido was suppressed to the point of non-existence but if she did have one, i hope she got her share of nasty.

We're all so scared to end up alone. Die alone mostly i think. I don't know what exactly does a person mean when they say alone. Is it even possible to be alone? I think it takes more effort being alone, then being around people. There's always family! And the family that comes from family eventually. The chances are, if you're going to end up alone (average family only has ONE single unmarried spinster cool aunty!), your sister or brother would have all found their frogs! And they would have gotten married, and had 4 amazing children and 2 dogs! Then there's friends. Ok, so maybe you wont be able to die with them, but still, for all the other times! The vacations you can take together, and just the sharing! It doesn't have to be 20 friends, 1 would do. I think life's all about sharing the experiences, there's nothing more amazing than doing something you love, with someone else around to seep in all that joy and to share that moment with. But who's to say that person can only be the love of your life?

When it comes to dying, guess I'm equally traumatised that dying alone can't be the way i would want to make the crossing over, but I'm pretty sure i wont! I've got an eloborate plan in my head about lurking outside my sister's house till she finally takes me in just when I'm at the verge of starvation, and then BOOM! I'm in baby! This can be when I'm about 65,when I'm expecting my first stroke and all the complications of my diabetic eating habits to start kicking in! I'll just move straight into her basement and live happily ever after and never die alone!Aaaahh, the life!

But if the actual DYING is the only reason someone thinks its absolutely important to find a man and get married and have kids, then what we really should be doing is setting up an organisation or an online community of some sort so we can lend a hand (literally!) to someone on their dying bed. We could have scripts of comforting words to say, and could sing to them or dance for them if they wanted to. A charity! Who wouldn't want to make a cute old person before they die? It's the most an hour (?) out of our normally usually mundane life anyway, so why not? I'd DEFINITELY have something to blog about then.

And to those that think finding that one true love is absolutely neccassary, well i wish them all the luck! But heck, if your knight ain't out there, then either accept the fact that the people around you are good enough or settle! Eventually, everyone learns to love. If it's not the knight, then it's the horse! So settling  is fine i guess, if we're all so terrified to find out what life has in store for us A.L.O.N.E. And I'm trying my best to be okay with decisions other people make, as long as they're happy! Only thing that ever matters, is happiness, wherever you find it, how and whoever you may find it with. And our minds pretty amazing, if you believe you're happy, then you are! Just takes a little faith believing that settling is just equally as good as the real deal. And I'm actually convinced, that in time....it is.