My Mr.NOT Perfect

YOU,

                I never expected nor dreamed of you. We met in a very unpleasant way. You were very annoying that time, though I must admit, I was attracted to you.

                I thought that’s just it, until one day we had that chance to look at each other’s eyes, and there was this connection. The moment that made my heart beats twice its normal rate. And from being a stranger you became someone not a stranger at all.

                Weeks after that, I said YES. But that was because I was planning to teach you a lesson. I tried to break up with you because things are getting serious. I told you the whole teaching-a-lesson thing, you get mad, as I expected. However, we continued.

7 months, 9 days and still together. It’s quite amazing how we made it here. It was never easy for both of us. We went through a lot of adjustments and acceptance dramas, which I believe were not over it yet.

I wasn’t the perfect girl. I have mood swings which I know you’re still on the process of learning how to deal with it. I waste my time on computer stuff. I overslept, most of the times. I call you bullsh*t. I let my pride go over me at times. I don’t like PDAs. I sometimes neglect you. I unknowingly or unintentionally hurt you. I’m glad you stayed.

 You’re not good at staying away of troubles. You often start a fight. You we’re not Mr. Perfect. But after realizing it, it’s odd that I still want to be with you.

I choose to stay though you tend to become cranky at times, or get jealous over unreasonable things. And even if I find you annoying when you become so over protective, possessive, egocentric and conceited I’ll stick with you. I know you know that.

I’ll be your friend. And when you just need someone to talk to, I’ll listen. You’re the only bullsh*t I never would want to get rid of. That face with pimples on it and a wrinkled forehead from being so irritable from losing a DOTA game, it’s what I want to see upon waking up every day. I’ll pray that we’ll be able to make this ‘til forever and the day after that.

You’re the guy I want to have long walks with. And though you lose temper like a 3 year old boy, I love you and you know that I do.

ME♥

From House, to Getting Married.

10:38pm

So, Hello there. Been infront of the computer since oh.hm.. can’t remember anymore. Haha. Been watching House MD’s season1  also. For the second time, I finished all the episodes. I do love that sick bastard. Really.

watching “the story about us” now.  One of my personal favorites.  Watched it several times, already. But I just can’t get enough of it. I still find it very fascinating, funny and wonderful. It’s a story about two people who met, fall inlove, get married but they don’t have that “and-they-lived-happily-ever-after” thingy like most of the love stories produced. They have that and they lived mostly happily ever after, which is for me, the thing that really happens. This movie is something realistic.

Most of us dreamed of meeting Mr. Right then marrying him after. And that’s it, the story ends there. They lived happily ever after. But it’s not what really happens. And it will never happen, believe me. Commitment takes a lot of sacrifice, patience and a lot of fights, arguments, yelling and all those stuff. And tears, of course.

Honestly, I admire those couples who made it through their silver anniversary. I don’t know how they made it. But I guess that’s how love works. That even though things get to be really difficult. And the person you choose to live with gets to be really annoying and hard to deal with it. Still they choose to stay. Why? That’s love. I’m always fascinated by its ability to change our lives.

We don’t only love a person because he is sweet, loving, caring and he gives us what we need. When we gave our “yes” to our man, it’s also synonymous to “I’ll love you still even if you’re not Superman and you cannot lift a thing which is ten times your weight, even if your breath stinks or even if he turned out to be the opposite of Mr. Perfect.”

I guess that’s something I can’t do. Or I’m in the process of learning how to do it. It’s hard. Really. I’m not even sure if I’ll be able to handle getting married someday. We’ll I won’t talk about it now. Let’s see what happens in the next years to come.

I guess that’s all for now. Goodnight. 11:34pm.