PONDER.
“I know you love him.”
“But are you in love with him?”
Asked Mior and George.
Well, harassment like this is an everyday obstacle I need to face. And yes, I do know that they have no bad intention. They just want the best for me. But who can tell what is the best when everything is just so ambiguous?
Back then, I blushed at the awkwardness of the situation and laughed at the fact that I couldn’t answer a simple question like that. So I thought the question was that simple. Of course, my immature mind saw the highly different issues as a similar statement.
Love.
In love.
How different could it be?
The answer is, VERY VERY different.
In time, I manage to understand and grasp the ideas.
Lucky for me.
It may be hard to leave a partner.
It may be hurtful to end a relationship.
Because, there is love.
But being in love is another different story.
The core subjects are honesty and sincerity.
And the best teachers are patience and tolerance.
As loveable monster puts it,
“I LOVE MY CAR BUT I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH IT”.
FAITH AND HOPE
To undo it, I don’t want to.
To carry on, I am not strong.
Faith is blur while hope is clear.
I KNOW BETTER
I may be naive.
I may be dumb.
But at least I know better.
Say whatever you please.
Write whatever you wish.
They are nothing but proofs.
Of the stupidity.
Those who speak know nothing.
Those who do not speak are the masters.
So says Jackie Chan.
I need not be spiteful.
I need not be rude.
To convey and express.
I just need to cry and laugh.
And right now, I am laughing my tears out.
Damn you. It is hilarious. 
BREAD AND BUTTER
This is a bread-and-butter blog entry to express my gratitude for your attention, love, care, time, effort, jokes, laughs, smiles, touch and existence.
P/s: I miss you.
WHAT IS SPOKEN FLIES. WHAT IS WRITTEN NEVER DIES.
Parallel to the adage, I believe that some sweet thoughts should be issued or reissued to preserve their lives and value. Ten years from now, these entries would serve as the only evidences that we could hang to. Senility might take charge one day and many memories would swim away leaving us dull with nothing to reminisce about. So here I am, jotting every pleasant face, voice, name, melody, lyric, incident, date, day, and venue.
NOT THAT BRAND NEW
1. The feeling is not brand new. Only it is stronger.
2. The experience is not brand new. Only it is warmer.
3. The ecstasy is not brand new. Only it is better.
