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And oh yeah, in between those seemingly dead-boring activities, me and my partner stacey did manage to finish the revision of our thesis so finally, we can take a breather now.
But on the down side of things, I just about spend my last hundred bucks so now i'm down to budgeting P50 to last me a day. Bummer huh?
On the other hand, my itinerary for this summer is to just laze around the house, EXERCISE, read books, and just be bored out of my mind. I have no immediate plans yet as to what I will be doing being a college grad but unemployed and all but i did make up my mind already that i'll be going back to school about a year from now.
so i guess that's it about my life now. just blogging the boredom. see ya!:D
The transition from being a student to an excited unemployed enthusiastically looking for a job has started. Of course I'm talking about the fresh graduates and yes, I'm talking partly about me. I say partly because what I had just described is me minus all the adjectives. Right now, I am an unemployed looking for a job. But unlike what I had just mentioned, I am nothing close to being excited or even enthusiastic.
I graduated the other day feeling an otherwise sense ordinariness which somehow eluded the people around me: they were more into the graduation thing than I was. I woke up earlier than usual not because I was too excited to go back to sleep but because I didn't want to be late for the ceremony which would only elicit unwanted attention. I ate breakfast not because I needed the energy but because I wanted to take advantage of the fact that I wouldn't be the one paying for the meal. I did those things and less and I arrived still a minute too late, a clear mark that it was indeed a day like any other day.
The ceremony was over without much of anything. People took pictures, I went home. I went home to change into my everyday clothes and ate lunch with my family. I guess one could say it was the most un-ordinary part of the day as we dined @ Lapu2x, ordered seafoods and all. Again, we took pictures. Our way back to Cebu City is pretty much a waste of time what with the traffic and all taking us more than two hours. I fell asleep in the car and only woke up when we were already @ the SRP and about to drop off my cousin @ Labangon. Ok.
The supposed to be dinner with friends that night didn't go out as planned. I was more than two hours late, I wasn't able to dine with them, and there were only like six of us there. What a celebration, huh? It was okay as we were able to sing our hearts out @ K1 and had a good drinking session. I say it was good but nothing great coz the drinks were so bitin. I ended up tipsy and wanting more. Haha.
And so now it's already Sunday and I'm actually thinking of jobs I could apply for. Honestly, I had just admitted to myself that maybe I really would have had a chance of working in a newspaper or magazine if I'm not just so pessimistic or negative or even sarcastic in my writings. Hahaha. Oh well, I'll just stick with things that work, I guess. Real world is not really a pretty place and idealist craps are nothing but that, crap.
Bing, seriously. Get a freaking job.
I graduated the other day feeling an otherwise sense ordinariness which somehow eluded the people around me: they were more into the graduation thing than I was. I woke up earlier than usual not because I was too excited to go back to sleep but because I didn't want to be late for the ceremony which would only elicit unwanted attention. I ate breakfast not because I needed the energy but because I wanted to take advantage of the fact that I wouldn't be the one paying for the meal. I did those things and less and I arrived still a minute too late, a clear mark that it was indeed a day like any other day.
The ceremony was over without much of anything. People took pictures, I went home. I went home to change into my everyday clothes and ate lunch with my family. I guess one could say it was the most un-ordinary part of the day as we dined @ Lapu2x, ordered seafoods and all. Again, we took pictures. Our way back to Cebu City is pretty much a waste of time what with the traffic and all taking us more than two hours. I fell asleep in the car and only woke up when we were already @ the SRP and about to drop off my cousin @ Labangon. Ok.
The supposed to be dinner with friends that night didn't go out as planned. I was more than two hours late, I wasn't able to dine with them, and there were only like six of us there. What a celebration, huh? It was okay as we were able to sing our hearts out @ K1 and had a good drinking session. I say it was good but nothing great coz the drinks were so bitin. I ended up tipsy and wanting more. Haha.
And so now it's already Sunday and I'm actually thinking of jobs I could apply for. Honestly, I had just admitted to myself that maybe I really would have had a chance of working in a newspaper or magazine if I'm not just so pessimistic or negative or even sarcastic in my writings. Hahaha. Oh well, I'll just stick with things that work, I guess. Real world is not really a pretty place and idealist craps are nothing but that, crap.
Bing, seriously. Get a freaking job.
i know truly loving someone entails sacrifices. what i didn't even consider was loving someone from afar. it was just too pathetic for my otherwise idealistic view on love and all the crap that goes with it.
well, fate dealt me with a blow that had me eating my former sentiments. i am in love with someone from afar, i am in love with someone who doesn't even know i exist. sucks for me right? yeah, it's even more pathetic than i imagined.
him being always there doesn't help. i curse the fact that every time i see him, i fall for him even more. and that the more i fall in love with him, the more it hurts.
reality is cruel and i'm just a girl living in the real world. for all the wounds and scars life has left me, i guess falling in love from afar will remain by the far the sweetest but most hearbreaking experience i ever had.
i fell in love and everything is wonderful. but then i fell in love from afar, and it hurts. maybe this time, all i need is a good cry.:(
well, fate dealt me with a blow that had me eating my former sentiments. i am in love with someone from afar, i am in love with someone who doesn't even know i exist. sucks for me right? yeah, it's even more pathetic than i imagined.
him being always there doesn't help. i curse the fact that every time i see him, i fall for him even more. and that the more i fall in love with him, the more it hurts.
reality is cruel and i'm just a girl living in the real world. for all the wounds and scars life has left me, i guess falling in love from afar will remain by the far the sweetest but most hearbreaking experience i ever had.
i fell in love and everything is wonderful. but then i fell in love from afar, and it hurts. maybe this time, all i need is a good cry.:(
>>>on loneliness
i used to cry at night because of the utter loneliness i always felt whenever i was about to sleep. i cried because even in the company of my friends, i felt this nagging thread of invisible rejection, of never being totally understood, and of always having to pick myself up because i was scared nobody would get me out of the hole if ever i would fall.
>>>on friends
i never believe anything could last forever, including friends. but they come pretty damn close. many times i thought a friendship was over because we never saw each other again nor even keep in touch. many times i thought that the friendship we shared would just be a beautiful picture in an album, fading in time. but in these many times i thought so little of friendships, i was always proven wrong. friends come and go, friendships move on but one thing i've learned so far, friends and friendships are the only things in this world we can always get back with, go back to - and continue where we left off.
>>>on falling in love
seven years ago, falling in love was for me the most beautiful thing there was - something that makes one look forward to every new day.. fast forward to the present, it's unfortunate that such view on love and falling in it is replaced with uncertainty and fear. uncertain because falling in love now is not just about loving the person but also making a choice and fear because you might be loving the right guy but making the wrong choice. perhaps one of the biggest misfortunes i have is being too scared to fall in love again because there is always a lesson to be learned at the end, and lessons are never learned without tears.
>>>on graduation
i'm excited but again, the pessimist in me always manages to sour things. what will happen after graduation???? after all the fun and novelty of being fresh grads fade off and we are left with nothing more than an unemployed tab to our resume? it's a reality and it can happen. it's something to ponder about.
>>>on God and religion
i was born to my religion but it was on my own will and choice that i offer everything that i have to God. my friends don't see me as the girl who attends mass every Sunday because the reality is, i don't. i'm not religious, and i don't even know if i can be considered spiritual. all i can really stand for is the fact that despite all my shortcomings on this aspect, i believe in God and i believe that everything happens for a reason, for His reason.
>>>on guys and boys
damn. i am not liking the fact that my seemingly innocent infatuation with him is starting to become more serious. no no no.
>>>on puppy heaven and materialistic tendencies
i want a chow chow big time. but i'll settle for their wallpaper if it's in a macbook.
>>>on ME
i'm complicated, moody, bipoler, tactless, impatient, manhid, childish, maldita, silent type, boring, and stubborn. i'm sometimes too open-minded for my own good, too naive to be in the know of useful infos, and too trusting yet a bit too cautious. in other words, i'm unpredictable at times, too eccentrictric to be considered ordinarily normal but too tame and passive to be considered crazy. that's bing for you, thank you.
i used to cry at night because of the utter loneliness i always felt whenever i was about to sleep. i cried because even in the company of my friends, i felt this nagging thread of invisible rejection, of never being totally understood, and of always having to pick myself up because i was scared nobody would get me out of the hole if ever i would fall.
>>>on friends
i never believe anything could last forever, including friends. but they come pretty damn close. many times i thought a friendship was over because we never saw each other again nor even keep in touch. many times i thought that the friendship we shared would just be a beautiful picture in an album, fading in time. but in these many times i thought so little of friendships, i was always proven wrong. friends come and go, friendships move on but one thing i've learned so far, friends and friendships are the only things in this world we can always get back with, go back to - and continue where we left off.
>>>on falling in love
seven years ago, falling in love was for me the most beautiful thing there was - something that makes one look forward to every new day.. fast forward to the present, it's unfortunate that such view on love and falling in it is replaced with uncertainty and fear. uncertain because falling in love now is not just about loving the person but also making a choice and fear because you might be loving the right guy but making the wrong choice. perhaps one of the biggest misfortunes i have is being too scared to fall in love again because there is always a lesson to be learned at the end, and lessons are never learned without tears.
>>>on graduation
i'm excited but again, the pessimist in me always manages to sour things. what will happen after graduation???? after all the fun and novelty of being fresh grads fade off and we are left with nothing more than an unemployed tab to our resume? it's a reality and it can happen. it's something to ponder about.
>>>on God and religion
i was born to my religion but it was on my own will and choice that i offer everything that i have to God. my friends don't see me as the girl who attends mass every Sunday because the reality is, i don't. i'm not religious, and i don't even know if i can be considered spiritual. all i can really stand for is the fact that despite all my shortcomings on this aspect, i believe in God and i believe that everything happens for a reason, for His reason.
>>>on guys and boys
damn. i am not liking the fact that my seemingly innocent infatuation with him is starting to become more serious. no no no.
>>>on puppy heaven and materialistic tendencies
i want a chow chow big time. but i'll settle for their wallpaper if it's in a macbook.
>>>on ME
i'm complicated, moody, bipoler, tactless, impatient, manhid, childish, maldita, silent type, boring, and stubborn. i'm sometimes too open-minded for my own good, too naive to be in the know of useful infos, and too trusting yet a bit too cautious. in other words, i'm unpredictable at times, too eccentrictric to be considered ordinarily normal but too tame and passive to be considered crazy. that's bing for you, thank you.
these past few weeks has been exhausting and emotionally-draining. it was one hell of a rollercoaster ride of ups and downs as stacey and i struggled with our thesis, deadlines, and other projects. being a graduating student is not easy. as much as i want to savor the remaining days of being in undergraduate college, i can't because of so many things to do all before a set date of submission. argh.
one consolation about all these difficulties i have to go through though is the fact that i learned a lot, life-wise. i've learned to not judge people right away coz God knows i've been doing that for the longest time. and i've also learned to forgive coz i realized that as much we keep saying we are not perfect, the people who wronged us are also not perfect. they deserve chances the same way that we ask for considerations when we are the ones in the wrong.
the greatest lesson I've learned with all these hoopla of experiences i've been having as the graduation date draws nearer is to never falter in our faith in God and to always, always believe that everything happens for a reason.
our thesis is one thing. most of my friends know how difficult it had been for me and my partner to come up with such after all the uncertainties and cluelessness we had encountered. we made a mistake of choosing a topic we were not aware was too complicated for us, for our skills, for our abilities. but we trudged on. we managed to finish a baby thesis with all our sometimes-contradicting ideas and cluttered thoughts.
however at times, no matter how hard you work, it is not enough. that's what i learned firsthand from our thesis instructor. you worked so hard for something but then it's still not enough. it hurts big time. it hurts to see all the efforts disregarded. it hurts to witness that what i did was not enough.
but i also learned firsthand from our thesis instructor that to be rejected is not an end in itself. it's actually an opportunity to work harder, to strive for more. yes, i cried when our first draft was rejected and cried even more when the third was still not satisfactory. i cried the hardest when i found out that our teacher did not accept our first whole thesis draft because we neglected to inform her in advance. it's a painful experience but experience nonetheless. we learned. we move on and try harder - which i guess is much more than what we paid for. our thesis instructor's words burn but its what got us moving in the first place, what urged us to finish what didn't seem likely about a month ago.
tomorrow is thursday, a thesis day. i don't know what will happen and i have this nagging feeling that tears will fall again. i don't know if our thesis is already defensible and i have no idea what to do if its not. but i know God has a plan and that everything happens for a reason.
i'm scared beyond words and i'm soo sleepy but i don't want to sleep. night ends sooner in slumber and i don't want that. i'm scared, i'm so so scared about tomorrow but hopefully, i'll make it.
one consolation about all these difficulties i have to go through though is the fact that i learned a lot, life-wise. i've learned to not judge people right away coz God knows i've been doing that for the longest time. and i've also learned to forgive coz i realized that as much we keep saying we are not perfect, the people who wronged us are also not perfect. they deserve chances the same way that we ask for considerations when we are the ones in the wrong.
the greatest lesson I've learned with all these hoopla of experiences i've been having as the graduation date draws nearer is to never falter in our faith in God and to always, always believe that everything happens for a reason.
our thesis is one thing. most of my friends know how difficult it had been for me and my partner to come up with such after all the uncertainties and cluelessness we had encountered. we made a mistake of choosing a topic we were not aware was too complicated for us, for our skills, for our abilities. but we trudged on. we managed to finish a baby thesis with all our sometimes-contradicting ideas and cluttered thoughts.
however at times, no matter how hard you work, it is not enough. that's what i learned firsthand from our thesis instructor. you worked so hard for something but then it's still not enough. it hurts big time. it hurts to see all the efforts disregarded. it hurts to witness that what i did was not enough.
but i also learned firsthand from our thesis instructor that to be rejected is not an end in itself. it's actually an opportunity to work harder, to strive for more. yes, i cried when our first draft was rejected and cried even more when the third was still not satisfactory. i cried the hardest when i found out that our teacher did not accept our first whole thesis draft because we neglected to inform her in advance. it's a painful experience but experience nonetheless. we learned. we move on and try harder - which i guess is much more than what we paid for. our thesis instructor's words burn but its what got us moving in the first place, what urged us to finish what didn't seem likely about a month ago.
tomorrow is thursday, a thesis day. i don't know what will happen and i have this nagging feeling that tears will fall again. i don't know if our thesis is already defensible and i have no idea what to do if its not. but i know God has a plan and that everything happens for a reason.
i'm scared beyond words and i'm soo sleepy but i don't want to sleep. night ends sooner in slumber and i don't want that. i'm scared, i'm so so scared about tomorrow but hopefully, i'll make it.
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Lain au c ~~~~!! Gsultian ko ni ~~~~~!! Feeler au
bing:
Bitaw. wa pa cla nagtalk?
?????:
Wla... Weird kau... as in... I saw them sa gym (~~~~~, ~~~~ & ~~~~) Hubag au mata ni ~~~~! Cge jud xa hilak ug maau... ma jelly xa if naa mag???2x ni ~~~~?
bing:
Really? As in nagconfrontation jud cla? Oi, wa man cia right nga ma-jelly. She doesn't own him man oi.
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mao gane lagot au c ~~~~~ ky nagselos jud dw c ~~~~.. Pwerte lagi hilak... c ~~~~ ky mura gisapot...
bing:
Gee... nya broken na ila friendship? Damn oi. Unreasonable jud na. Letch ba ning nas atubangan nako oi. Grrr.... Lagot jud.
?????:
As in jud.. unreasonable kaau... murag buang... makalagot...
bing:
Nya mao na na sad au si ~~~~~? ka letch jud ana oi. If ako ana noh, mauwaw na jud ko moatubang sa ekal. But gee, friend man sad nako si ~~~~~. Wa lang jud ko mibilib sa iya gbuhat.
?????:
Yup.. ako sad... I think someone should tell her that dili xa angay mag-inana ky in the end xa ra ang masakitan! Bigtime!
bing:
Yeah! That's where YOU shoud step in na ~~~~. Hehehe... Maybe ikaw ra makaopen sa iya eyes..
?????:
Duh... I don't wanna intrude!!!
>>>> lol. i guess we were still in our second year then. *sigh* we were like paper-passing the whole meeting... good thing the teacher didn't scold us or anything... and i was at the front pa jud... hahaha!
Lain au c ~~~~!! Gsultian ko ni ~~~~~!! Feeler au
bing:
Bitaw. wa pa cla nagtalk?
?????:
Wla... Weird kau... as in... I saw them sa gym (~~~~~, ~~~~ & ~~~~) Hubag au mata ni ~~~~! Cge jud xa hilak ug maau... ma jelly xa if naa mag???2x ni ~~~~?
bing:
Really? As in nagconfrontation jud cla? Oi, wa man cia right nga ma-jelly. She doesn't own him man oi.
?????:
mao gane lagot au c ~~~~~ ky nagselos jud dw c ~~~~.. Pwerte lagi hilak... c ~~~~ ky mura gisapot...
bing:
Gee... nya broken na ila friendship? Damn oi. Unreasonable jud na. Letch ba ning nas atubangan nako oi. Grrr.... Lagot jud.
?????:
As in jud.. unreasonable kaau... murag buang... makalagot...
bing:
Nya mao na na sad au si ~~~~~? ka letch jud ana oi. If ako ana noh, mauwaw na jud ko moatubang sa ekal. But gee, friend man sad nako si ~~~~~. Wa lang jud ko mibilib sa iya gbuhat.
?????:
Yup.. ako sad... I think someone should tell her that dili xa angay mag-inana ky in the end xa ra ang masakitan! Bigtime!
bing:
Yeah! That's where YOU shoud step in na ~~~~. Hehehe... Maybe ikaw ra makaopen sa iya eyes..
?????:
Duh... I don't wanna intrude!!!
>>>> lol. i guess we were still in our second year then. *sigh* we were like paper-passing the whole meeting... good thing the teacher didn't scold us or anything... and i was at the front pa jud... hahaha!
i walked through life never thinking i made a mark in somebody else's lives. along the way, i made friends and lost some. what i didn't expect was for some people to remember me, way after i thought our friendships had ended.
this past few days i've been pinging between hi's and low's, with my thesis and everything. i want to cherish every experience i encounter because i know it could be the last of its kind before i enter another chapter of my life. but it's also sad because as of right now, i don't know where i stand. i don't know where i stand in terms of my academic life, i don't know where i stand anywhere. this state of cluelessness, of not knowing what to do is driving me nowhere. i hate this.
my wanting to cherish life but hatin' the kind of situation i'm in right is really depressing... exhausting... it makes me so damn tired.. it makes the world sooo fucking darker than it already is... soo fucking worse for people like me.
but pinging between the hi's and the low's of my life, i'm also very grateful to have met people who valued me as a friend, past, present, and future... as much as i'm depressed right now, i also feel very lucky to have u guys... keep rockin' on :)
thanks H.S. and L.C.... mwaaahugz:)
this past few days i've been pinging between hi's and low's, with my thesis and everything. i want to cherish every experience i encounter because i know it could be the last of its kind before i enter another chapter of my life. but it's also sad because as of right now, i don't know where i stand. i don't know where i stand in terms of my academic life, i don't know where i stand anywhere. this state of cluelessness, of not knowing what to do is driving me nowhere. i hate this.
my wanting to cherish life but hatin' the kind of situation i'm in right is really depressing... exhausting... it makes me so damn tired.. it makes the world sooo fucking darker than it already is... soo fucking worse for people like me.
but pinging between the hi's and the low's of my life, i'm also very grateful to have met people who valued me as a friend, past, present, and future... as much as i'm depressed right now, i also feel very lucky to have u guys... keep rockin' on :)
thanks H.S. and L.C.... mwaaahugz:)
one thing i've learned in all my years of existence is the fact that people change. people change for the worse, for the better, and for even no reason at all.
when i graduated from elementary, i thought it was the end of the world. highschool in another town and being the new girl around was not a happy experience. it was painful, difficult, depressing. separated from my cliche of friends, i was a fish out of water in my new school. i didn't fit in.
back in my elementary days, i had my own set of friends. i won't say i was the bestest tfriend there was coz frankly, i was a snob and a maldita. i fought with the people i didn't like, i hang out with my buddies, i ignore the people in between who didn't matter. life was a breeze then.
my own set of friends, i have to say, shared my sentiments with the people we didn't like. we were like a bunch of bitches willing to catfight those people we didn't see eye to eye. and yeah, i had my own share of being the one at fault and blaming the other camp.
however, from being on top of the food chain (sadly, my group were that maldita) came the sad reality of being a plankton in a highschool sea full of big sharks just waiting to devour the lttle fishes that managed to cross their paths. i couldn't even consider myself a little fish then but a plankton! some little insignificant plankton nobody took notice of.
but anyway, to have experienced two extremes, from being the maldita-in-charge during my elementary years to becoming a tiny, insignificant plankton during my first year of highschool was indeed quite eye-opening.
i went through it first-hand and felt what it was like to have changed as abruptly
when i graduated from elementary, i thought it was the end of the world. highschool in another town and being the new girl around was not a happy experience. it was painful, difficult, depressing. separated from my cliche of friends, i was a fish out of water in my new school. i didn't fit in.
back in my elementary days, i had my own set of friends. i won't say i was the bestest tfriend there was coz frankly, i was a snob and a maldita. i fought with the people i didn't like, i hang out with my buddies, i ignore the people in between who didn't matter. life was a breeze then.
my own set of friends, i have to say, shared my sentiments with the people we didn't like. we were like a bunch of bitches willing to catfight those people we didn't see eye to eye. and yeah, i had my own share of being the one at fault and blaming the other camp.
however, from being on top of the food chain (sadly, my group were that maldita) came the sad reality of being a plankton in a highschool sea full of big sharks just waiting to devour the lttle fishes that managed to cross their paths. i couldn't even consider myself a little fish then but a plankton! some little insignificant plankton nobody took notice of.
but anyway, to have experienced two extremes, from being the maldita-in-charge during my elementary years to becoming a tiny, insignificant plankton during my first year of highschool was indeed quite eye-opening.
i went through it first-hand and felt what it was like to have changed as abruptly
i wrote this piece years ago and i kind of send it to some online newspaper blog. i was browsing the net and i came upon it again. lol. i almost forgot about it na. and i was using my alias back then. shiara dale, haha, that's a funny name. but that's what i used in the past when i wanted to fool someone and unfortunately, that was also my email name so when i sent this write up, its what came up (added with the fact that i forgot to write my own name.. lol)
and yeah.. i'm posting it here again because i saw that someone commented on it a year after it was published online. i'm glad i was able to touch her life even in such a little way. made me remember why i wanted to write in the first place:D
and yeah.. i'm posting it here again because i saw that someone commented on it a year after it was published online. i'm glad i was able to touch her life even in such a little way. made me remember why i wanted to write in the first place:D
Thoughts on Love
Filed under: tHoUghT'z — sunnexdesk @ 6:51 pm
By Shiara Dale
LOVE huh? Love. What really is love? Is it enjoying the company of someone else? Is it that exciting feeling brought about by the presence of the person who's the object of your affection? Probably not.
When people talk about love, what immediately comes to their mind is the heart. The heart symbolizes loving and sharing. But nonetheless, it is just merely a graphical interpretation of what love is.
When I talk about love, I see the sky, and the sun, the trees, the rain, the tears. People might probably wonder why is this so. Simple.
For me, love is not being happy with someone but rather, having someone to cry with you when you are at your lowest. It is the wisdom to value another person's life more than your own. It is sacrificing your dreams to make someone's life meaningful. Hard, right?
The road to loving is never an easy one. It is unpaved, muddy, slippery. Many times you will fall and stumble but along the path you will leave your footprints. Footprints that are no sooner imprinted, will serve as a guide to the next who is unfortunate as you to have chosen such a road. But nonetheless, persevere. Persevere like forever is just tomorrow and tomorrow is the present. Persevere though you do not know what you are waiting for, persevere like a bird chasing the wind. For it is with perseverance that the greatest love is born, it is with patience that we are willing to go through it all over again. And again.
Love is learning to give up but never letting go. Learn to give up something you know is never meant for you but never let go of the rope that ties you to the drifting wood that brought you there in the first place.
Love is learning when to let go but never forgetting. Let go when you know the time is right but never forget. Remember the times when he made you happy, when he made you cry, when he made you wait. Remember the times when he'd hurt you the most for it was then that fate was trying to teach you a lesson.
When the road is getting worse, remember that success tastes sweeter the harder you've worked for it. A money spent that's not yours never values as much as the money spent from your own earnings. Just like love, the harder is the road, the sweeter is the victory. Love will evade you lest you've passed all its needles, lest you're brave enough to dare its dark catacombs. So brave it.
In love, nothing is permanent. It is constantly changing and growing. Your husband is not the same husband you've married 20 years ago but with your love, you've come to accept his imperfections just like the way the sun has accepted the clouds that would eventually cover it sometime or the other, and the tree that sacrificed its leaves for the caterpillar. In the end, the sun would have its rainbow and the tree, its butterfly. Yet isn't it tragic?
It is, for love is nothing but sacrifice added with a dash of acceptance and a sprinkle of time. To have the rainbow, the sun must sacrifice its warmth; to have the butterfly, the tree must sacrifice its leaves. This is the true essence of love; a love that would encompass all pains and even extend beyond the boundary of time.
"Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all." Lastly, love is part of life and we all know that life is unfair. Life is a game so learn to accept unrequited love with humility. Live with it. Besides, there's no such thing as forever. Just always.
Translated, for me always means hope, while with forever? It probably means wait.
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the essay is very inspiring,it really touches my heart.
and yeah, i was very idealistic back then. however, it was my being idealistic that made me see the world as a sweet place made sweeter by the people in it. how i wish i was that kind of girl again.
