January 08, 2004 – LOVE=STRESS
My sister Tina has this new boyfriend called Arthur. Very nice and polite – an all round cool guy. They met at church and after a few exchanged looks from each other, he starting phoning her. That was about a month ago.
Her boyfriend before that was another Indonesian called Alppy. They met through Tina’s work and I liked him from the very first time I shook his hand. He was an awesome guy with just a great attitude. The only problem between them was the difference in religion. We are Christian, as you know – Alppy is Muslim. Tina doesn’t want to get stuck in a relationship that can’t go any further because of beliefs. She has a friend who has been with her boyfriend for 8 years but they still aren’t married because of religion. And so, Tina and Alppy broke up on good terms, thank God.
He came by today and I could just tell that there was still some chemistry between them. I just think it’s really sad that something like religion had to break 2 people apart. He’s going to Canberra to study and I just hope that he keeps in touch. I really like him. Most of Tina’s other boyfriends have thought of me as ‘the younger sister’ – but Alppy saw me as a friend and a talented musician.
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My mother is giving me grief about going to Melbourne. She wants me to go as soon as possible so that I’ll be back here as soon as possible for the big celebration – JACKIE’S WEDDING. *gag* She doesn’t realise that my music is more important to me than Jackie’s wedding. That may be harsh but what’s really important – some big lavish party or my fucking career? At the end of the day people have to realise that it IS just another day – so many women forget the REAL meaning of it all : marrying the man that you love.
Why is it so difficult for my mother to understand how much my music means to me? The only thing I really have to be back for is the dress fittings. And it wouldn’t be so bloody difficult if my sister would just get her bloody act together and choose a fucking theme so that I can start looking for a dress in Australia. I don’t NEED to get one made. I can just BUY a ballgown in Melbourne.
Man, I’M not supposed to be getting stressed out if it’s not even my wedding am I? lol. This is bloody ridiculous!
Posted by Jen at January 8, 2004 12:36 PM
