Five ways

Day 26: Five ways to win your heart. 

1. Chocolate. Just hand over the chocolate then we will be BFFL.

2. Buy me food. I am always hungry. The way to my heart is through my stomach. 

3. Make me laugh. I may look like April Ludgate with my resting angry/sad face (notice, it is not bitchy because my face looks angry/sad instead of bitchy for some reason).

4. Be passionate about something important to you. I love people who are passionate about something. They are inspiring people. 

5. Chocolate. Seriously, if you didn't listen to the first one then you really should. Additionally, please use this photo as your reference point. This guy is a forever hero.

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Dear Taylor...

Day 25: A letter to your significant other.

Dear Taylor,

You moaned about me not saying anything about you in my blog. I told you to be patient. Patience is virtue. Something you gotta learn. I am ignoring your 'no, thank you', which I am pretty sure its your first response reading the previous sentence.

The first thing you said something about me is asking our mutual friend a question, instead of me! What's up with that? Your question was "Is she hearing or deaf?". Who knew that question was just a beginning of our story? Who knew my spontaneous road trip around the United States would lead me to you?

Although, we are currently about 2,150 miles apart but that doesn't stop you from making me smile stupidly.

I am used to being on my own, and doing my things on my own. Having you wanting me to share what I am doing, that is entirely something new. Having you willing to learn what I am passionate about, even though it bores you. You would say "that's nice" and a pat on my head after whatever I rambled about. But you do ask me questions afterwards, anyway. That is something I value greatly.

You're a funny guy, and people like you. You're creative with your insults, and I like 'grumpy old hag' for whenever I complain about something. I find it amusing. You don't take things seriously and it makes lot things easier. You're easy to get along with. You're chill, dude. But what they don't see often is your serious side. I get to see that and its something that I don't want to share. It's like my little secret information about you that I am not going to share. I am always learning something new about you. It makes you all more interesting.

I always wanted to go to zoo on a date and you went with me. And during my favorite kind of weather, a rainy and gloomy day! You told me that I made no sense for going to zoo on day like that but you came anyway. You walked around the zoo for nearly 6 hours with me in that gloomy weather. It was wonderful. Who am I talking about, you're amazing for not complaining about how long we were at zoo or about staying outside under the drizzle. Just because it was something I wanted to do.

You're the someone I can share my interest in comic books. You're the someone I can enjoy taking a hike with, even though I'm always chasing after you because I have short legs - thanks a lot. You're the someone I can experiment my cooking on - no cheese, I promise... kind of. You're the someone I can enjoy doing nothing together.

Honestly, at first, I didn't want anything serious because I don't know what my future is like when I first met you. And I still don't. I don't know where I will go and all I know that I will go wherever my life leads me to. My life led to Seattle, and to you. But like I said, I will go wherever my life leads me so I came to Texas and leaving you behind. I was concerned about that, that is my major reason why I hesitated about getting into something more with you.

But that didn't stop you. I am glad that it didn't stop you.

Just that, today marks 60 days left before I can see you again. I love you like the old crazy cat lady loves her cats.

Missing you and your third nipple,

Danica

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30 (or more) days of writing

I have been wanting to write a blog post but I had a writer block for long time (one year, one month and 28 days, to be exact). Then, I saw somebody writing a prompt for 30 days as an encouragement to write. I liked that and I decided to start today, first day of the month. I might will write more than 30 days (that's my goal) but I have set up 30 prompts for now. If you have a prompt and want me to write - feel free to tell me!

Day 1: List 10 things that make you really happy.

1. Accomplishing what I set to do for the day. More than often, I ended up failing to do tasks that I set for the day. This feat is rare and when I am able to, I will get super excited and really proud of myself.

2. Seeing my family being happy. Sappy, I know but they mean the world to me. Their happiness is my happiness.

3. Receiving a text/message saying "I love you" from people I cherish.

4. Cuddling with my cat. Right now, she is at my parents' home - 1,600 miles away. But that's OK because I will see her again soon.

5. Cold days with no plans. It means I can curl up in my bed under a pile of blanket and stay there for long time. Maybe with a cup of hot chocolate.

6. Brunch. I don't do this often enough and I love brunch. It is something about brunch, it is too late in morning but still early in the day and having brunch is like mediating with food.

7. Getting up before sunrise. Although, I do like staying in bed all the day - I really like getting up before sunrise (it is nearly impossible, though), and at that moment, just before the sun shows itself, I always feel I can conquer the day.

8. Having an adventure. Be it a trip out of country or going to shopping mall with friends - having an adventure is something I always look forward to. Something unexpected always happen on an adventure.

9. Eating new food. If you have read a previous post I wrote about Hong Kong - it is literally about food. I love eating and trying different and weird food. It is like getting know yourself through food.

10. Smell of book. How can you NOT like the smell of book? By the way, textbook does not count. With all new technology and e-books and being a grown up with a busy life, I don't have lot time for books anymore. Whenever I pick up a book, it means I am making time for myself. Something I need once in a while.

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