It's still as clear as crystal, our first encounter, our first exchange of words, first touch, first date, and our firsts of everything. I remember the wonderful memories we have made.. and I remember the person, 4 years ago, that I fell in love with. But all these are not important. Because what's important is that I love the you that you are now. And no matter what you become, that is the person I will love and spend the rest of my life with =)

Life is a series of valleys and mountains, and so is love - you will have your good times and bad, but always remember that at the end of every valley is a mountain. "Nobody's life is filled with perfect little moments. And if it were they wouldn't be perfect little moments. They would just be normal. How would you know happiness if you never experienced downs?" It's inevitable that couples argue, but I've never taken any of it to heart, because at the end of the day, we both know that we love each other, and that's all that matters. Every argument is a learning point, to find out your partner's dislikes and limits. There really is a difference when you look at life with a negative attitude and with a positive one. I've tried it. And trust me, the latter works wonders. "If you don't like something, change it; if you can't change it, change the way you think about it." Ever since I changed my perspective, I've noticed that we've quarreled less and I'm starting understand the way he loves. Not everyone gives love in a sweet romantic way, some give it through practical ways, and et cetera.

We all have our own expectations of how we want to be loved (which is usually the way we give our love), but when you start to understand the way your other half gives his love, you will be more understanding when he doesn't give you the action you are expecting, because what he wishes from his giving, is that you receive the RESULTS - love. You just have to open your eyes and your heart, and see that he is indeed giving =) I thank God that He has opened mine and will continue to.

And thank you Kim, for always reminding me to "be the bigger person".

It's 2 weeks 3 days 20 hours 50 mins to our 4th anniversary.. and the counting will never end ♥ ♥ ♥ Because I believe that love lives on even after we're gone. You are my vital organ.. I love you ♥

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. . .And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. -- 1 Corinthians 13:4-13

School's finally over for me! Well, it's a bittersweet affair I must say.. sweet because we had lousy lecturers who didn't really know what they were teaching, or best, having coffee in the canteen during lessons, and yay because those dreadful days are finally over! Bitter because like it or not, I've come to the inevitable crossroads in my life where I have to make some important decisions which may shape my future. I guess we all have to come to terms with growing up, and all the responsibilities that come with it. It seems like just yesterday, when I was still living my carefree life. The biggest worries I had were getting good grades, and submitting my homework on time!

I'm 20 now. What's 20? The transition between a teenager and an adult. 1 year is too short for a transition like that, don't you think? There are so many things about being a child/teenager I would miss, but there are also plenty about being an adult that I look forward to! Whatever it is, nothing is better than to know that I have my friends and family with me, to throw in valuable advice that will aid me with this process =) I hope I'll make the right choices!

 A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sittin' there
But a chair is not a house and a house is not a home
When there's no one there to hold you tight
And no one there you can kiss goodnight

A room is a still a room, even when there's nothin' there but gloom
But a room is not a house and a house is not a home
When the two of us are far apart
And one of us has a broken heart

Now and then I call your name
And suddenly your face appears
But it's just a crazy game
When it ends, it ends in tears

Pretty little darling, have a heart, don't let one mistake keep us apart
I'm not meant to live alone, turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs and turn the key
Oh, please be there, sayin' that you're still in love with me

I'm not meant to live alone, turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs and turn the key
Oh, please be there, still in love
I said still in love
Still in love with you...

Are you gonna be in love with me
I want you and need to be, yeah
Still in love with me
Say you're gonna be in love with me
It's drivin' me crazy to think that my baby
Couldn't be still in love with me

Are you gonna be, say you're gonna be
Are you gonna be, say you're gonna be
Are you gonna be, say you're gonna be
Well, well, well, well
Still in love, so in love, still in love with me
Are you gonna be
Say that you're gonna be

Still in love with me,
With me,
Still in love with me...
 



When I climb the stairs and turn the key, will I really find you there, sayin' that you're still in love with me?

 

My love,
There’s only you in my life
The only thing that’s bright

My first love,
You’re every breath that I take
You’re every step I make

And i
(i-i-i-i-i)
I want to share
All my love with you
No one else will do...

And your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes
They tell me how much you care
Ooh yes, you will always be
My endless love

Two hearts,
Two hearts that beat as one
Our lives have just begun

Forever
(ohhhhhh)
I’ll hold you close in my arms
I can’t resist your charms

And love
Oh, love
I’ll be a fool
For you,
I’m sure
You know I don’t mind
Oh, you know I don’t mind

’cause you,
You mean the world to me
Oh
I know
I know
I’ve found in you
My endless love

Oooh-woow
Boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, booom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Oooh, and love
Oh, love
I’ll be that fool
For you,
I’m sure
You know I don’t mind
Oh you know-
I don’t mind

And, yes
You’ll be the only one
’cause no one can deny
This love I have inside
And I’ll give it all to you
My love
My love, my love
My endless love

Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!
I've grown accustomed to her face.
She almost makes the day begin.
I've grown accustomed to the tune that
She whistles night and noon.
Her smiles, her frowns,
Her ups, her downs
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I was serenely independent and content before we met;
Surely I could always be that way again-
And yet
I've grown accustomed to her look;
Accustomed to her voice;
Accustomed to her face.

"Marry Freddy." What an infantile idea. What a heartless,
wicked, brainless thing to do. But she'll regret, she'll
regret it. It's doomed before they even take the vow!

I can see her now, Mrs. Freddy Eynsford-Hill
In a wretched little flat above a store.
I can see her now, not a penny in the till,
And a bill collector beating at the door.
She'll try to teach the things I taught her,
And end up selling flowers instead.
Begging for her bread and water,
While her husband has his breakfast in bed.
In a year, or so, when she's prematurely grey,
And the blossom in her cheek has turned to chalk.
She'll come home, and lo, he'll have upped and run away
With a social-climbing heiress from New York.
Poor Eliza. How simply frightful!
How humiliating! How delightful!
How poignant it'll be on that inevitable night
When she hammers on my door in tears and rags.
Miserable and lonely, repentant and contrite.
Will I take her in or hurl her to the walls?
Give her kindness or the treatment she deserves?
Will I take her back or throw the baggage out?

But I'm a most forgiving man;
The sort who never could, ever would,
Take a position and staunchly never budge.
A most forgiving man.
But, I shall never take her back,
If she were even crawling on her knees.
Let her promise to atone;
Let her shiver, let her moan;
I'll slam the door and let the hell-cat freeze!

"Marry Freddy"-h a!

But I'm so used to hear her say
"Good morning" ev'ry day.
Her joys, her woes,
Her highs, her lows,
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I'm very grateful she's a woman
And so easy to forget;
Rather like a habit
One can always break-
And yet,
I've grown accustomed to the trace
Of something in the air;
Accustomed to her face.