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(Friday, June 24, 2011 / 11:14 PM)

lesson learnt today:

when we love someone so much, we are almost too blind to even look at the flaw, thinking someday, the flaw will just disappear and change. but what if it doesn't? will you leave that someone for his/her flaw and think of getting someone with no/lesser flaw?
think about it, we accept you for who you are, and always gives the best to you. and you wanting to leave the small flaw for a flawless person? have you ever thought that the person that loved us so dearly is also eyed by many out there, yet the person still chooses and favours you, in comparison to the many that eyes on us.

well, all i can really say is, love is blind, but its a matter of how you meant it.

i learnt too much for the love stories from my family and friends, sometimes thinking my love story is never a fairy tale. think about it, nobody's is. life is not all about birthday's, anniversaries, special occasion. life is about who sits next to you and feed and cook for you when you were sick and is in very bad shape. thats love. love is when you get scolded for doing something terribly wrong and needs total improvements.

over the years, i have always been wanting the perfect love story, but i was wrong. i don't need the perfect man, not the tailor-made one for my heart. all i needed was myself. i just have to learn to love myself, respect my decisions. sometimes, we just don't respect our decisions and sometimes, we are even rude to our own-self. one way is by overwork and neglecting life -- falling sick.

dear "you-know-who-you-are"
tell me something, have you for a moment sat down and asked yourself, thinking would you deserve better than me? do you feel that i am worth a fight?
its been ages and you're still there, on my mind. it does not get tired, probably maybe faded a couple of times, but doesn't happen to leave the memory. all i wanna say is, i just hope, one day when you really feel its time, don't speak to me, but speak to my parents.
they happen to know more than just my emotion to speak.

anyways,
this has been the longest post and its the best time to speak the heart-out.
i will be on the tip of my toes from next week onwards, just hope students have their holiday-mood chuck to one-side and is ready to open the books and revising. they definitely need to excel. thats the best gift any teacher could have ever get.

loads of doa for the ones i love.