Sunday, January 22, 2006

 

i hate it when there's no closure.

when things end without the proper goodbye, without tt perfect chance to get in the last word, without tt one moment to say how you really feel.

coz then it becomes one of those things tt lodge like a thorn into your heart, an image tt constantly runs through your mind no matter where you are and what you do. translating to the irrational need to check your email, or your phone, or your voice mail, wondering if tt last chance will ever be repeated, in spite of the thinness of the odds.

troubling, distracting... but life goes on nonetheless.

oh, and apparently the president is going to earn $2, 507, 000 a year. dammit. like tt i also want to become president. and the economist has once again issued an apology regarding an article it wrote on devon nair. it never stops. and then there are the threats of caning for attempts to protest at the upcoming IMF events, and police warnings on the subversiveness of wearing white elephant t-shirts designed by jc kids.

fuck. just when you think things are moving forward, the disappointment sets in again. sometimes i do wish tt i didn't want to believe so much.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to good manners and elegance.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is 100%. You are not suited for a monogamous relationship.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.
What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

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