Through my eyes

I played hookie for the first time in my uni life today. I went to school and then one of us (we were pointing fingers in the end) decided that today was not going to be a day of learning, and therefore we proceeded to Orchard for Marche and movie. Looking forward to Swenson's with the Robert Gang on Thursday.

We caught "Dear John", and shit... Stupid Lester's great idea to watch it... The story is kind of similiar to her's and my story, and I ended up tearing for the most part of the show. And Angela had to keep laughing at me... :( The full moon, the letters, the first time the characters met, oh man... You can watch it with your love and cry together, or worse watch it when you have no love and cry alone.

I'm still feeling "invincible" from the happiness I felt yesterday, and she added a little bit more "flavouring" just now... I just hopes it goes uphill from now on. I couldn't sleep at night last night... It could be the excessive caffeine I took, but I thought it was just her... I just couldn't stop smiling and think about what she said... Ah, the power of... :)

You know, when I was younger, I never thought that a love story like that would happen to me. Maybe I'm playing it up a bit too much, but I never felt this mix of emotions at the same time before. I always thought that I would just... Anyway, this chapter of my life is massive and it turned the whole book around. Changed into a different person, I have. I won't say it's a drastic change, but loving her taught me one important life lesson - patience.

I think I've grown up a bit.

I think I've matured a bit.

I think I've learnt to wait a little longer.

I think I've learnt to love a little bit more.

But there's one thing I'm darn sure of... I Love Her more and more with each passing day. :)