Friday, December 01, 2006

Queen Of Contradictions

I love how I love being self-sufficient, how I rely only on myself. A bastion for the single life.

...and yet I hate that my birthday is next week, and there's no one to kiss my forehead in the morning, take me to a romantic dinner (what the fuck is that anyway?) and make me faint with amazing sex afterwards.

I love love love that I'll be with my friends instead, and hate that part of me wishes it was the above scenario.

A few weeks ago, I stumbled upon a scene from one of my favourite movies, Husbands and Wives, where Sydney Pollack and Judy Davis say that it's getting through the difficult times that make or break a relationship, that anyone can have a good time. (Hours later I stumbled upon the exact same scene on the repeat, definitely telling me something). It's so true. Who cares about the birthday kiss-dinner-shag? Will they bring me a sandwich when I'm at the hospital at midnight? This is what matters, and yet here we are worrying about the petty. It's all bullshit.


Blogger Miss Natalie said...

We all want the kiss, the romantic dinner, the b'day sex. Surround yourself with friends, more than likely you'll have a great time - i did :-)

9:54 AM  
Blogger Julia said...

Wouldn't trade these friends for the tiniest kiss. Can't wait for our dinne, have the menu open as I type mmm...

10:00 AM  

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