a maze of thousand rainy days

My best friend, the Topan to my Lesus, the Beavis to my Butthead, the Disco Superfly to my Disco Lemonade, Pedhe, is getting married. As the Mate of Honor, I believe I have done most of my tasks. Choosing the brocade color, check. Designing the invitation, check (with the help of Sindro and Hilman). Hen night, in progress. And other tiny details, in progress. Playing a pre-marital shrink for the Bridezilla, CHECK like you've never checked before :D

Anyway. I have to give a standing ovation for her. Being her friend for the last ten years, I know her like the back of my hand. Just like me, she wants many things and she usually gets it. But she's not kicking and screaming to get it, she works for it. I admire her toughness and perseverance. And with the whole wedding brouhaha thing (or Wouhaha, as I like to call it), I also see how persistent she can be, standing up for her principles. Just like most girls, she has her dream wedding sketched up already, and she's breaking bones to achieve it. Standing applause, everyone.

Now let's move on to me. Do I have a dream wedding sketched up already? Hazily. The dream changes from year to year. From the most unrealistic ones (disposable cameras for guests, and butterflies-releasing ceremony), to the slightly realistic ones (in a building, with hundreds of people you don't know). I said 'slightly' because although it's the default template for most people in Jakarta, I don't know if I will ever be able to afford it. Mahal ya bok, nikah. I'd rather save the money for after the wedding.

But beyond it all, I do want to go home everyday to someone who feels like a missing puzzle piece, I do want to grow old together but stay young inside forever, I want to be Carl and Ellie, I want millions of fights and double for the make-up make-out sessions, I do not want what my mom and my dad had.

So where am I right now? I'm in the phase where I'm working to earn and save to get what I want. Maybe I'm not working hard enough, but hey, those few pennies will get the piggy-bank-for-dreams project started. I believe the significant other is in the same, but harder, phase, since he has to juggle more things. And yeah.

Now, above all the things I want, I hope our busy-ness will not wear us out. I hope neither of us will get so caught up in the battle that we forget what the war is for.



And in time, I will probably go "what the--" on this melodramatic post, and probably blame the "that time of the month". But hey, it's a post. It's a tad better than nothing.


Toodles pretty people,
-R