Wahaha!
This afternoon, Bob taught me how to do some edits in photoshop and illustrator… I got hooked up and came up with my very own blog background.. Haha..
Here, take a look…
I know it’s not yet okay, but it’s good for a start, right? Haha..
Adik mode.. ;)
It’s been ages since I last updated this blog… I was having such a hard time trying to get these fingers to type something worth reading… For over two hours now, I’ve been typing and deleting every after two sentences. Haha.
Anyway, a lot of things has happened lately, and let me share some with you…
Bob and I had a fight, and it was pretty serious. But then it did not last long enough. I wont dare elaborate how or why it happened, but let me just tell you what I’ve learned from that fight.
Respect.
Under no circumstances should respect be neglected or uncared for. No matter how hurt you may feel or how mad you may be, there should always be a room for respect. Last night, I totally forgot to respect his feelings because of the anger that I felt. When I was inside that bathroom for a minute to ‘cool down’, I realized that I just did not stepped on his feelings. I did something very uncalled for, I disrespected him for a minute.
Communication.
It’s the very essence of a relationship. It’s the backbone. The spirit. The lifeblood. There would be times when you would just want the whole world to shut up. Nobody can tell you anything and not even a single word can make you happy. THERE’S TIMES LIKE THAT. But that should never last for long.
A word could either heal or break. For us, it heals.
Bob and I never had the perfect relationship. Contrary to my fairy-tale expectations of Love, the imperfection of this romance is what makes it special. For so long, I’ve wanted something perfect, something worth the while, I thought of love as a fairy tale when the end-all and be-all of everything is just happiness, bliss and ecstasy.
Now I’ve realized that it’s not always like that.
My happiness in this relationship doesn’t root out on having no fights or no misunderstandings at all. The joy that I feel comes out from knowing that no matter what happens, I can be myself. Perfect or not, someone will love me for who I am, with or without a tiara, magical spell or even with firebreathing dragons trying their best to burn us down…
