Sunset Beach. December 30, 2013.

Do you remember that day? I took this during our first date at the beach. This has always been my dream date. And you should know how happy I am to wake up one day knowing that it was a dream no more. And the best part? I got to spend that day with you. It was perfect. Just how I imagined it. But you know what? I realized that dream dates are nothing. Perfect dates are nothing. Really.

Because just you and you alone can make the most surreal dreams or even a perfect date a hundred times or maybe a thousand times better. Better than I could ever imagine, better than I could ever ask for. A warm feeling washes over me whenever I'm with you and this makes me cherish even our simplest talks, the walks we share (even if we do not know where we're going), and even those moments that we are actually doing nothing.

I love you, Jan. I don't often say this to you but I hope I didn't fail to show you or make you feel every day how much you mean to me. I will kiss you a thousand times a day and I will never get tired of it. I will hold your hand and even if it gets calloused, wrinkled or rough I will never let it go. And I will always be here for you, my Jan, my lab, no matter what.


#bettertogether

I could not find the right words to express how I am feeling right now. Seems everything I will say is an understatement. I am happy. I really really really am.


Hey you, that handsome man with a goatee... you're my man now. And I hope you are sure of what you're getting into because I won't be giving up on you easily. Hahaha. I love you.

I aimlessly went to my old room upstairs for unknown reasons. Perhaps I just want to check how it looks now or maybe I was just looking for something to do. While randomly opening cabinets and rummaging old boxes, I was so surprised to find a thing that I've been looking for a long time. This:

It's been a long time since Jan and I spent a long time together. And I'm really happy to be spending even just a little time with him. ^_^

I am at my lowest point today. I lost my appetite, my motivation to work, and myself. I went to the office with very low spirits; unable to laugh at jokes, unable to hold a short conversation, unable to do anything right. And even those cheer-ups and pat-on-the-backs from my friends didn't work.

I smile to suppress whatever it is that I am feeling and for them not to notice it but my eyes say otherwise. The feeling's already too heavy to contain I was about to burst.

Thank God, there's Jan, who was there for me even if he isn't in his best condition. I wouldn't know how to cope if he wasn't there. Thank you Lord, for giving me a shoulder to cry on.

Jan, thanks again. I got your back, you got mine. Here's a song for you :)

My fantasy shelf. Just don't mind those 3 other non-fantasy books there (if you happen to see it)