Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Complication

I think you’re either born simple or you’re born… me. - Cristina Yang

after watching this episode of grey's anatomy, i decided to be simple, at least a day. so that day happened.

today i went to work as usual, the day was really good even there was heavy rain and heavy traffic all the way to work. the journey that should takes 1 hour turned to 1.5 hour. what a nice bubbly day.

i arrived at office. with a big smile starting my work. then i received a call from one of the supplier of my company. from his name i know he is a chinese man. so he said he wanted to meet me today, business relating thing. i don't really want to talk about it because i am simple, or simply siti or whatever. so he called me when he arrived, said that he waited at the gate. i went to the gate and search for the unfamiliar car. and one car caught my beautiful small eyes. omg that car caused 200,000. so i called him, and said to follow my car. we went to our destination.

after arrived at our destination, he went out from he's car, and there he is. perfection. he is a chinese man with fair skin, round eyes and sharp nose. when he shook my hand, i feel like the whole world stop spinning. then he asked me, whether i'm from spain or not because he saw my car plate number. so i said yes. and he said, he is too (wait a minute, how come a chinese can be spanish? okay, i don't care about this complicated fact). he is too perfect for me. expensive car. handsome face. hometown boy. and he seems nice. all a simple girl could ever dream.

so.. (business related thingsss). so he wanted to go back. i was so sad. he said he'll meet me again next week. i felt like jumping like a little child with pink long dress. i can't wait for my wedding day. then i drove back to my work place. suddenly my stomach felt sick. really. i cannot take it anymore. i can't. i felt like vomit. i really cannot take it anymore, to be simple!! suddenly i remember a shiny thing around his finger. thank god he's married.

maybe, i was born cristina. and sometimes, i wish to be simple. happy. shiny. nice. but i can't.



God, the women in these magazines...Some of them are actually brides, you know? They're not all models....All smiling...It's like the only thing in the world that matters is that they find the perfect shoe to match that dress. God, you know, I knew these girls. I w... I went to school with them.It's funny. I used to feel sorry for them. They're simple girls. They just want to find the guy and get married, you know...live.I don't know. I think you're either born simple or you're born...Me.I want to be the person who gets happy over finding the perfect dress. I want to be simple. 'Cause no one holds a gun to the head of a simple girl.

3 comments:

  1. in all honesty..simplicity is overrated.

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  2. carefree spritit! keep it alive! Life too serious degrades your humanity

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  3. thanks all. this is something straight from my heart and through my brain.

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