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When I grow up...
My Sunday school teacher once asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. I stupidly replied 'A TEACHER' but I'll never forget what my friend said 'A good wife'.In retrospect, I think that when I grow up, I want to get married. Like this is not a post to advertise myself or to find a prospective partner but really, I want to get married. I want to have children and be a mother, a wife, a sister-in-law, a daughter-in-law and what other in-law have you. I think it's not so much of the whole marriage process that I want to experience but it's the falling in love, finding your other half and deciding to live with him for the rest of your life part that just make my knees weak when I realise that there's a possibility that I may NEVER get to experience it.
Maybe I've been watching too many dramas but on the way home from Tampines (I stay at Redhill btw), the ride was painfully long but it was so sweet watching this couple who were most probably on their honeymoon. They boarded the train at Tanah Merah interchange with huge bags of luggage and they practically had the 'I AM A TOURIST' look plastered all over their foreheads. Then they started speaking to each other in French which just sealed the look. That's besides the point. The point is that I think the French are not as inclined to publicly display their affection, but through the look the guy was giving the girl, I could see the love. Not the 'I looooove you' love but the 'You're beautiful no matter what and I will love you forever' love. There's a difference. It's just the feel. So the whole point about this couple is that ... I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE FOR MY HONEYMOON. Seriously, isn't Paris the capital of love? Why do the French have to come to Sunny Singapore that turns drearily wet every two hours? JUST STAY IN FRANCE, drink good wine and make babies. ^^
I'm sorry ignore my randomness.