the notebook

Half the day had gone by and I have yet to accomplish the things I wanted to do. Procrastination sets into motion on the first day when I promised myself to start compiling my portfolio. I wonder how the rest of the week will go. Useful, I hope.

I have just finished watching another rerun of 'The Notebook' and it still never fails to fill my eyes with tears. The love between the couple is unprecedented in modern times. Such love, I yearn with great intensity. Such love that burn a mark in my soul. Such love that will set me pursuing it till eternity. Yes. Summer love that is passionate and mindless which develops into something much more. A lifetime of memories, a love that create miracles and bring us back each time when we drifted away.

Maybe that is the reason for me to stay in singleville. I see no reason to come out. I'm happy where I am. Until the love that I'm looking for comes to me. Until then. Call me an idealist if you want. I couldn't deny that. But wouldn't we all want the best? Wouldn't we all not settle for anything less? I wouldn't do that for sure. I have decided to measure love on a different benchmark. It is harder to reach this time. But isn't the journey of love not make easy? Decimated with thorns and planted with tears.

The film has reignited the passion back into me. A passion that was buried by reality, disappointment and lies. I thought I could well forget about the four lettered word, move on and simply just live. But I couldn't. The core of my being is made with love, nurtured with love in mind.


I'll wait till it comes to me. For the once and final time. I'll wait.