On Dating a Young Gem

An illustrator Cassandra Calin (@cassandracalin) makes a comic-strip illustrations on her perspective to those happen to date a younger gem. It is dead hilarious. Age shouldn’t be a boundary when it comes to love. See, Song Joong Ki and Song Hye Kyo with the their future “Descendant of the Song” could make a match made in heaven despite the fact Joong Ki being 5 years younger than her? Age doesn’t guarantee maturity. Indeed.

Here are some illustrations to portray what will probably happen if we date a guy of younger age (I personally agree with all the illustrations because I have experienced it first hand. It can be frustrating at times. Especially when you are a loooooot older. It is like we are going nowhere. Dear God, please, If you give me a chance to get over THIS guy at the very last, let me fall in love with someone who is older than me.)

1. Senior high school time is an ancient memories for us, while for the boy, it could probably just last year; when realization strikes, you feel like reality face slapping hard on your face and says to you at face value, “girl, you are THAT old.”

2. Oftentimes, you confuse yourself. So, who is actually older? When you inner childlike is in active mode.

3. Well, it is beside the point of the hearsay that will probably judge you for exploiting an under age; that’s even worse.

4. But still, no matter how hard he tries to play act mature beyond his age, reality beats him down, sometimes.

5. When he tries to tease you for being childish, you will go baby even more; and make shame of your age.

6. The more he tries to play act mature, the more it shows his age can not lie

Original source: 6 illustrasi


The Diary of a Late Bloomer (53)

Rethinking marriage

I’m not to that extreme point of being so cynical about marriage; just happen to find the quote somewhat funny. Well, it is contrary to Jane Austane opening line in her novel “Pride and Prejudice”, it is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of good fortune, must be in want of a wife (Obviously, it is from the man’s side, in the book that I’m currently reading, a man tends to marrying down while a woman tends to marrying up; for the sake of climbing the social ladder. But still it can’t be used to generalize the whole notion of marriage). I have to say, I’m rethinking the notion of marriage now, even to have children but to adopt them. For the reasons, I have some. It is after reading this book, now that I feel somewhat enlightened (it doesn’t necessarily mean I don’t want to get married, I do, only not on top of my bucket lists). Well, maybe someday I will ready to write about this in detail, if not just keep it for me. But for now on, I’m still scrutinizing this new light.

Confession to Broken Lady (14)

Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind 

Possessing and carressing me

​Waves of sorrow carrased her checks gently as she walked pass the bridge. In her utmost conscience she reminisced what was once within her grip now not even could she expect the most but the least brought forth joy she could wish to have. “What deserves absolute? If there is any. The world would be in utter lunatic if so happens.” She pondered what could have been the better way of doing a living, “is probably to accept in its entirety, even sometimes the slaping hard when everything is not coincide remains pain in the neck. What hitherto unfolding, the possible mysteries, how it would shift for the better or worse?” She could only think of one thing deserves of pursuing an absolute it was to her transquillity, “The world that fully hears with two ears and enjoy silent. The world that speaks in harmony.” In her head, the many thought stroke her, traveled her across the universe. 

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns

It calls me on and on, across the universe