They're full of life, and of love.
Having spent 2 hours in a car ride with them, a young loving couple, they're so enthusiastic about one another.
Questions were asked back and forth and answers were elaborate. Every details are important and nothing were left unsaid.
"Just shut up for awhile, you talk too much"
"We have no kampung already"
"So where do you celebrate raya?"
"At home. The cousins would come over"
"Why do you laugh like a pondan"
"My butt could be a great shield if someone were to shoot me from the back"
"I'm skinny enough the bullet would just go through"
"Are you still going out later"
"Yes"
"Ok. I'm gonna study a bit for tomorrow's test"
"Mandi first k"
I envy them. Of course I find them annoying at times, but I envy them nevertheless.
I'd hesitate even to ask 'what u did last night', or 'what's your plan this weekend'. I'm afraid of knowing the answer. I'm afraid because I would think the person is lying. I'm afraid because I do not want to know truth.
I'd rather be in denial.
I'll think countless times before I even dare to raise up an issue.
I'm paranoid.
I do not know how to be in a relationship anymore.
I do not know, whether or not there should be a line not to cross.
I do not know if telling someone that you miss him everyday is a sweet thing or just an annoyance.
I do not know how to play the game. Anymore.
I flirt well. But I'd fail if it goes to another level.
And liking someone that's so passive, or just not interested enough in you, is not making it any easier.
He's just not into you.
Why can't I just be like them 19-year-olds.
Full of life, and of love.
*because you're old dimwit! Lol
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
What I learned from 19-year-olds
Posted by mous at 9:01 PM
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