seriously, could someone plz tell me what's so addictive about these korean/canto/twnese/japenese/u-name-it-nese dramas? u know- wait, there's no way u'd know- but i hv a cousin, whom shall remain nameless, that LOVES dramas. she'd watch them so religiously, its a little scary how much she knows about all these dramas- what time which new episode comes out, who's in which, what's good n what's a waste of time to watch, etc. honestly, i wouldn't be surprised if she'd ace the "world dramas exam"- lol too bad they don't offer such a class in school eh? but that's not my point. i do remember telling her the other day that she should stop watching so "much" dramas (yes, its getting to a point where it's becoming difficult to keep track how many she watched) n go live out her own! yah, it might be fun to watch how all those totally preposterous plots play out, but wouldn't it be so much more exciting to be living in ur own?! it's true that no one's lives can REALLY be that crazy intense, but that's also why u shouldn't get so involved in fiction. it'll blur ur sense of what's real n what's just complete story-tellingly impossible.
of course, that suggestion came from experience. 'tis true that once upon a time, i was in one of my own epic dramas, but of course- unlike those typical endings- mine wasn't with a happily-ever-after. even so, i can say i've been there, done that myself. i even hv the emotional "tags" to prove it! lol (see, this is a sign that i'm okay now cos i can look back n laugh/smile at n share with others what happened. no more hurting...which is good. really good.). come to think of it, it's been just shy of 2 years since the end of that story, which most would agree with me was quite the drama. crazy world rendezvous, the most romantic nights, n just the burning desire to be with each other no matter what the consequences were (it's starting to sound a little too non-blog-appropriate so i'll stop there, but u get my point). he was the world to me n i guess u could say, at some point, i was for him too. but nothing lasts forever. just as fast as i rose to happiness, i fell just as fast to despair. soon, i was turning my back on him. everything about him. but, i didn't hate him cos deep down inside, we both knew where we belonged. like magnets, we zipped back to our places in this world. for those that knew me, it was a very painful first year without him- especially no matter how far we were away from one another, he was never far enough. but, i guess we do somehow just make it through.
i can't remember how, but i kept myself really busy. with my lot of friends n my family, it wasn't hard. when u start to fill ur days with other important things, he becomes less important- n no one's gonna try to argue here now- but never unimportant. i don't believe one bit when someone says that their "ex"es aren't important to them now that they've moved on. it's literally impossible to erase someone that meant so much unless he wasn't that important to begin with. so yah, i'm gonna pay my respect to our story n keep it with me always. after all, it's a part of me. notice how i didn't use the word "scar"? it doesn't hv to be one if u don't want it to be. instead, be it a tattoo. any design ur heart desires. cos let's face it, tattoos look WAY better than scars, am i not right?! lol
Sadly, being experienced in the game of love does not bring immunity to heartaches. (9.8.11)