stayed home today to watch the dvds that have been stacking up in my room un-watched since start of school this year.
caught love me if you dare for the umpteenth time. before the show, was all the trailers on some look-like-pretty-good shows. so i really wish to catch all these before school starts. =(
-i'll sleep when i am dead.
-Northfork. (seems like an awfully nice show)
-and now ladies and gentlemen.
-the reckoning.
-the united states of Leland.
i really appreciate classics as such, untouched by animations and special effects. eg. good will hunting.
anyway on re-watching love me if you dare.
it reminds me of the good ol days where i fashioned love in a crazier way.
no judging/weighing similarites n differences.
how i used to do just about anything for the one i loved.
didnt mind sitting by the bus stops for hours just to catch that glimpse.
held on and on, hoping i can just survive on my love itself.
not that i no longer do these.
of course, i still believe in this:
giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back.
dont expect love in return.
just wait for it to grow in their hearts.
but if it doesnt, be content it grew in yours.but i guess as time pass by, as
we i grow older,
i've found the need to give myself happiness,
a little more than giving others, first.
i still find myself giving in a lot in relationships.
just that when taken for granted,
i wont hang around too long anymore.
and ironically,
i still wish to do the craziest things in love.
like climbing onto cars and kissing as though the world doesnt exist.
or burying this love in cement so that it stays beautiful, forever and ever.
sometimes,
we've got a dark and fearful need for everything to remain a certain
wonderful way,
unspoilt by all the humanly commitable silly mistakes.
maybe that's why i choose to let go of relationships faster, now.
to let go now,
before everything sours.
before both parties stop remembering the beautiful times we used to share,
but only the tiffs we had to go through.
because, at least i can say,
when people look back and regret on not having treasured what was there,
people think of the good and happy times.
not the ugly shit.
and i suddenly have got this thought. maybe tk and i, we both held on too long in the relationship, that we stop remembering the happy times we had. both of us keep thinking how much we've tried in the relationships, or how much we've changed ourselves for each other-though probably we havent really.
our constant thoughts of how things has been souring.
how much the other party doesnt seem to be trying anymore.
scaring off the very hope that everything beautiful can ever revive again.
both having experienced what we've feared,
we fear even more of it happening again.
thus we dont try as hard as we should have, anymore.
just a thought. it may change.
for now, i'm gonna embrace spending christmas alone.
early merry christmas.