I’ve recently become a big fan of LUNCH BREAK! a Wong Fu Productions series on YouTube that they upload on their additional channel. What they do is they sit down and have lunch while conversing about a particular topic. The one I want to draw attention to is the one in which they discussed ‘DATING RED FLAGS’ (video at the end of the post!): basically, what they would consider to be a turn-off when dating someone.
I found the video pretty interesting as I was considering my own red flags in comparison and my opinions on theirs. To the point that, yes, I’ve decided to compile a few of their red flags and discuss about them each in this post!
Before I start with the list, I would like to clarify that I am indeed in a relationship right now and that these dating concerns have eventually consciously or unconsciously affected my decision to stick with him (it’s been 10 months now!).
Additionally, I have heard many definitions of ‘dating’ from a Western-Asian mixed culture, and the two main ones that stand out are i) dating is the stage before two people get into a relationship, and ii) dating is when you are in a relationship and seeing that person as your boyfriend/girlfriend. Whatever suits you. It doesn’t really matter in this post. The red flags apply either way to some extent.
Continue reading “Re: DATING RED FLAGS”
*Disclaimer: This work is partly fiction.*
When I was 5,
I didn’t think about love.
All I knew was that I looked forward
To seeing you every day at school
And playing together during recess.
When I was 13,
I was peer pressured into love.
I was lost in tales of ‘unconditionally’;
Everyone seemed to have their ‘One’ but not I.
You looked into my eyes, into my despair.
I fell for you; you did not.
When I was 14,
I told everyone about you.
Yes, I was crazy about you.
I got teased; I got ignored.
I felt ugly, unloved.
Never, I will never tell again.
Continue reading “To The One(s) Who Didn’t Love Me Back”
*Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.*
What does it mean to be in love, really? What if having feelings for someone and being in love are actually completely different?
Why do people fall in love several times in a lifetime? Then why make up the concept of ‘soulmates’?
When Dahlia looks at her life, it feels wonderful, almost perfect. One year ago, the world was on the brink of destruction. One year ago, she had almost lost her sister. Today, she can walk outside without the fear of being attacked. Today, humans have accepted and welcomed her race to live on Earth.
One year ago, her mentor, ally and one of the two most powerful Masterminds, sacrificed herself for peace.
Continue reading “What Cannot Be Healed”
“Love is the world’s infinite mutability; lies, hatred, murder even, are all knit up in it; it is the inevitable blossoming of its opposites, a magnificent rose smelling faintly of blood.”
– Tony Kushner, THE ILLUSION.
“This is a message to all the young women who have found their one and only.
This is a message to the girls who fell in love for the first time.
This is a message to those who believe in Love, because the reality of Love is far from what it really is.
A long term relationship is what we aspire to, because the myth of ‘soulmates’ have haunted us since we were young and stuffed with mediated representations of Love: two people ‘meant’ for each other. Yet, it is in a long term relationship that we learn, and we learn it the hard way: nothing in Real Love is ever like our Ideal idea of Love.”
Continue reading “A Magnificent Rose Smelling Faintly Of Blood”
I’m late again, sorry for that, but I’m rather busy in this beginning of the second term of the school year; anyway, here’s your awaited Picture it & Write for this week:
“Happy 18th birthday, Lena!”
Their enthusiastic voices still echoed in my head, although the party was over for more than two hours. If I closed my eyes I would see their faded grins and narrow eyes and high cheekbones… I would feel their hands on me, congratulating me, wishing me all the best things in the world.
Continue reading “My Looking-Glass Self”
Here’s this week’s Picture it & Write! I’m sorry I’m late!
Maybe I was too late.
Maybe I had noticed it too late.
The most dangerous thing about love was that it could deprive you of all your senses, all except the one deep inside of you: that of your heart. When trapped within its unyielding grasp, it would hug you so hard that you would feel the loud drumming of that central organ of yours; it would suffocate you and hypnotize you…
Continue reading “The Most Dangerous Thing About Love”
They picture it and I write; here’s this week’s Picture it & Write:
Suddenly she burst out of the room.
She had known it all along. Her boss was an evil monster. She had seen him, his face vehemently changing into a disgusting greyish weird shape, while his nose and eyebrows had seemed to melt and his teeth falling off…
Continue reading “The Writer-Wolf”