Saturday, November 13, 2010
weekends!
woke up early this morning, before i opened my eyes to the world, i remembered i had episodes of bad dreams.. it only happened when im back home.. but usually i wont be able to recall them. ahh im missing the five days at cda. the course was fun, along we gained some fruitful experience.. think of it.. maybe they should introduce this tpc together with level 4. break two eggs at one go!!
just like back to the old school days, im enjoying my long weekends before returning back to work on monday. the store should be in a mess by now, pending cases to submit, some emails to take note, worrying about my knowledge of the new pen.. and, we havent had both off days on weekends for so long, more to come please! and im starting to day dream again :p this weekend will be spent at home spring cleaning (hopefully i wld get smth done!!) and meeting the girls tomorrow to shop for their bajus. and as i think more and more, i think the time is running out twice as fast, needless to say, so is the money.
no couple likes to fight. the only aftermath i like about these fights, i would take a step back, and always remind myself how fortunate i am, to have met you... and this is what i have.
because, we dont choose our family, and they accept me for who i am. with all my defaults; good or really awful ones, we are a family, bonded by blood ties. and they love me for me. before i was born, my parents already love me even without seeing my face, knowing me. was there a choice given? No.. God already decided..
because we choose our life partner, based on what the impressions we have of each other, we have the option to go or to stay. you stayed with me, for the best and the worst time of my life, we spent time together and appreciate each other's strengths and weakness. you can choose to go after being hurt over again, but you stayed. and you love me with impressions, after knowing me. I believed God played a part, but the effort is really up to us..
I am sorry dearest bf, for throwing you all the nasty bad times. Thank you for loving me.
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