In How I Met Your Mother Season 06 episode 05, one of the character (Ted Mosby) says,
" We all change a little for whoever we're into. "
To what length are we willing to change who we are?
We must have experienced it in our lives. We meet someone, and like them so much ; trying hard to impress them, or to have something in common with them, just because we want to be with them for as long as we can. Even if it means we have to do things we never imagine we ever did before. What drives us, is our feelings.
And the more we like someone, the crazier we can get.
True we should always apply " Be yourself. Don't change just because someone else asks you to." rule when in a relationship. But it's almost a known fact that when people like someone else, little or even major changes happen in their lives.
Little changes can be something like ; when we're trying to like their fave kind of music, even though we never heard of it before. When we're trying to eat their fave foods, or cook their fave foods, even though we rarely cook, suddenly we feel the urge to cook because we want to make them happy.
Some even go to major changes like ; willing to move to other city, because they want to be together with people they love.
Some even go to major changes like ; willing to move to other city, because they want to be together with people they love.
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| 01 July 2012 - i'd anything for these guys :) my lovable Z and my love D |
Some changes may look stupid for other people, but I think it's understandable, as long as the change itself not giving any negative impacts. ( E.g. doing drugs because our partners are doing it, NOT COOL. Or converting religion to follow partners' religion, also NOT COOL. ) But sometimes our feelings can be very delusional, suffocating us, totally change the way we think who we are, and if it gets out of control, that "love" may kill.
Yup. What a scary little evil monster love is.
And it's killing me slowly, one day at a time....
Speaking of loving too much can kill, apparently animals can be like that too.
Our family home is also a home for 4 dogs, right now. The current four ones, my family didn't get them all for once, of course. We got them one by one.
The first one is this Chow-Chow x Labrador girl, P. First time she was given to us, she was the only dog in the home, as the previous dogs have passed away or adopted by other people. So being the only cuddle of love, she was given lots of love and attention from my brother, hence she was a bit spoiled at first. Not much a trouble as she is a good and smart girl too.
And then,.... one year later, my brother decided to buy another dog.
A Maltese guy, A.
This was the love become tricky thing. Jealousy stroke. Feeling of inadequacy followed. Both of them love attention. And sure it is so cute and happy moment for us when both of them run towards us to greet us home, but it sure does look like they are fighting to get the first attention.
So when my dog arrived last year, ( i got Z as my birthday present from D <3 ), and few months ago my brother was given a new puppy C, the competition of Who gets most love? , is getting tougher. Even though we love them all, yes we do, sometimes I feel the jealousy among them is still there.
While it is soooo nice and I'm happy being greeted home by these four furry balls of love, having them all jumping on you all at once, trying to get you to hold them, while you're still carrying heavy laptop bag or groceries bag is handful. Sometimes when I feel a bit tired, I'd have to run first to my room and they were all chasing behind me. They won't get me all at the same time because two of them are small and the others are big.
Then came a bit of incident last Sunday night. The people in the house had to go out often that day, so in the afternoon, the dogs were alone for some time. So when some of us went back home, the dogs were all excited to greet them. Because they were all trying to get attention first, it led to a fight between P and A. P, being as the oldest of the group, (and biggest, and strongest) maybe she has some kind of pride and she would get mad to the other if she was not the first to get to us. And A, who usually is a sweet little guy, was also defending his pride that night. The fight got ugly, A got hurt in the left eye, and was bleeding inside his left ear. Our guess is maybe P was scratching him with her big claws.
A is still recovering for now. We all hope he will be cured soon.
Yup. What a scary little evil monster love is.
And it's killing me slowly, one day at a time....
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Speaking of loving too much can kill, apparently animals can be like that too.
Our family home is also a home for 4 dogs, right now. The current four ones, my family didn't get them all for once, of course. We got them one by one.
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| big cranky lady, P |
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| sweet little guy, A |
And then,.... one year later, my brother decided to buy another dog.
A Maltese guy, A.
This was the love become tricky thing. Jealousy stroke. Feeling of inadequacy followed. Both of them love attention. And sure it is so cute and happy moment for us when both of them run towards us to greet us home, but it sure does look like they are fighting to get the first attention.
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| Naughty little girl, C. |
While it is soooo nice and I'm happy being greeted home by these four furry balls of love, having them all jumping on you all at once, trying to get you to hold them, while you're still carrying heavy laptop bag or groceries bag is handful. Sometimes when I feel a bit tired, I'd have to run first to my room and they were all chasing behind me. They won't get me all at the same time because two of them are small and the others are big.
Then came a bit of incident last Sunday night. The people in the house had to go out often that day, so in the afternoon, the dogs were alone for some time. So when some of us went back home, the dogs were all excited to greet them. Because they were all trying to get attention first, it led to a fight between P and A. P, being as the oldest of the group, (and biggest, and strongest) maybe she has some kind of pride and she would get mad to the other if she was not the first to get to us. And A, who usually is a sweet little guy, was also defending his pride that night. The fight got ugly, A got hurt in the left eye, and was bleeding inside his left ear. Our guess is maybe P was scratching him with her big claws.
A is still recovering for now. We all hope he will be cured soon.
