He showed her his bank book. He got $1100 savings. Back then, ATM doesn't exist yet. He said, let's start saving and I will marry you when my bank reach $10,000. Months came and went, his bank reached $10,000, no fancy dinner with violin performance, no get on the knee and show you my ring and no "will you marry me?",they got married, they had honeymoon in Hong Kong. After the wedding, he still have balance in the bank.Compromise.
He got no money, she got not much money too, they have no house. He borrowed money, they get married. They go no where for honeymoon. They rent a house, and live together, happily ever after(I hope). Risky but still loving each other.
They had been together for sometimes. They want to live together. He say, "Let's get married". No proposal, no ring, no violin, no nothing. He went to her parents, asking for permission and they get married. Building something call home, based on love. Simple but still too easy.
She is deeply in love, everyone said he is a player. Her father ask him to stay away. He went missing. She was devastated. He came back, he spoke to her father, he asked her to pick up a white dress, they are getting married. Love Story by Taylor Swift.
They had not been together for long. One day, she got pregnant. He had just started working, no other option. He went to buy a ring. They signed the paper. They were pronounced as husband and wife. Accident, but still a wedding.
He loves her. She loves him. They got no planning. He works, she works. They went for holidays, he went for holidays and she went to holidays too. He got his own money, she earns her own living. They both enjoy life. Everyone thought they are going to get married. But no, that is not in their mind, unless accident did happen. This is modern life LOL. So they get married. Else, they break up and get another partner and the cycles goes on again.
Child Birth- Kindergarden- Primary School- Secondary School- University- Working- First Car- First House- Marriage- and whatelse??
Friday, September 25, 2009
The proposal
Posted by yirolee at 6:50 PM
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