If someone tell me they never had their own guilty pleasure of imagining themselves as Carrie Bradshaw of this world;

Him/her is such a BIG LIAR!

I don’t know yourself but sometimes (always) I got so carried away by Sex And The City till my life is almost imitating it without notice!

This entry is not about the movie but on how life is sometimes is so difficult to handle till you had a blank and wanted to pause, rewind and fast forward at anytime you like; while it’s so disturbing to see yourself become as cliche as how every character of the movie is totally mirrored to yourself.

I had my moment of being so slut like Samantha, stressful like Miranda and clueless like Charlotte; and falling in and out of love like Carrie.

Don’t tell me you’re so Virgin Mary till even a slight thought about someone with a bubble butt passing by while sitting on the cafe would not make you licking your own lips! Or worse looking at the other person private part up an down, left to right.

Measuring the size!

Every each of us had our own Samantha lingering in our mind. Trust me. I had mine, it’s to 18PL and shockingly disturbing to share here; but if you’re my close friend which I’m out too; you would know what I’m capable of.

However in life most of us is not always had a full crazy happier time; we do from time to time bound to had a difficult stressful time; and during this time you want to have a bunch of friend who in similar with those four.

And most of us, don’t ever get to be as friendly as them; to share a sad time without getting a mockery first is so hardly.

Friendship is not about when you’re rich or pocket full, friendship build upon trust to being able accept others opinion either as nasty as how tick your private part bush are or as strong as how suck is your partner were.

I would remember when my partner pass away for cancer last September, the first question out from a (use to be) friend of mine was; how much do you inherit from him?

WTF!

I wish I had my own Carrie when I was alone like Miranda watching TV enjoying my new year eve; last time.

It is tough… a year ago

But I’m happy now, I think! I had a bunch of good friend which I would be able to be as clueless Charlotte.

Talking non sense without being judge as stupid person. It is good and somehow if you being down to earth it will bring yourself as far as the most respectable person among the bunch;

Is not you didn’t know the thing at all but it’s to respect other person level of mentality is a must when you’re out within a circle of friend.

The fun part in all of this; how you would love to have Mr Big! Like Mr Big himself,

I would love one too; a person who could be my Mr Big, if he able to get me a penthouse in the middle of the city, I would say yes at anytime!

But, is there a person ever exist like him in this world?

Most person who I know, (allow me to imagine myself as Carrie) hardly I ever met one before like him. To many of them are so scared to be such a gentlemen; to be patiently romantic to person your really love and fight for you even tho you’ve screwed up.

Did I ever be Mr Big to another person?

Is none of your business.

Ciao!