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I accidentally came across my old blog last night. The last entry was on September 18, 2008, and it said...

The 3 days after our "break", we decided it was pretty stupid. We already do not have enough time.... and we will definitely taking a LONG break when I leave. So .... might as well treasure what we have left and enjoy it.

My ex and I dated for 2 years and then I had to move away for better career opportunities. We did discuss of moving together but everytime, this topic would go sour. He never asked me to stay directly at that time. At first, I thought he was the most generous and understanding boyfriend, but at the same time, the fact that he didn't ask me to stay made me a bit sad (Though he did ask me if I could stay when I flew back to see him). Again, I thought this move would be temporary and there would be a mutual understanding that I would be back for him when he is ready to "take us to the next step".

Looking at this old blog of mine, it brought up a lot of somewhat painful memories. I realized how desperate I was, and helpless at the same time, to try to hold onto him. The more desperate I was, the more arguments we had. This "3-day break" was the result of it. We were both exhausted and deeply saddened by my departure. He was at the same time moving to a new place. I spent all my focus and energy on his new place because I didn't want to think that I would be leaving him soon. I remembered I counted backward every single day to see how much time I had left with him before my move. It was like a countdown... a countdown to something really bad. The dread and pressure of the "departure" made me sleepless and teary all the time. He didn't notice. He thought I was becoming more and more clingy, and not strong enough.

I read up on a lot of long-distance relationship articles on how to making it work. I was fed up with my friends when they said LDR won't work...

Bottomline, separation is not an easy thing to swallow. So when u have a friend(s) who is going through a long-distance relationship, please don't tell them "Oh... I'm sorry... LDR never works out..." because you are not only going to add pressure to ppl's relationship, you might actually affect someone's emotions and lead to their breakup. Indirectly, you proved your point that it won't work out but at the same time you have costed someone a chance to love and be loved.

I was very desperate. I didn't want the negativity to win. I wanted to prove them wrong, wanted to prove to everyone, including myself that true love can conquer all. As mentally strong and determined I was to make us work, I never thought or even expect that he didn't want the same thing. I guess that's why when this breakup came, I fell hard, really hard to a point where I doubt I would ever get back up. Everyone said I was stupid for not being able to detect his behavioral change earlier, and more stupid to believe in long-distance relationship would work. Call me naive but I still believe it will work, as long as two people BOTH truly want to make it work.

Finally, after I left, I flew back to see him whenever I can get away with. I flew 3 long-haul flights the first year... the 2nd year, I only flew once, and he wanted a breakup. I did all the things that said would be beneficial to LDR... such as webcam, so both parties will be able to share their day's happening, celebrate important dates together... "dinner dates" and "movie dates"... etc. He slowly didn't want to go webcam. That's fine, I thought he wanted to rest or hang out with his friends. But he ended up letting me know that it was too mundane for him. I thought I was not doing enough... even though I was exhausted. At the back of my mind, I knew this should be a two-way, team work thing... then "why the hell am I here doing all the work, trying to hold onto this relationship? Why can't he understand?" This thought immediately got kick out of my mind, and replaced with "how can I be a better girlfriend?"

As long as you are both interested in being in the relationship, you will stick with it and distance will not make a difference. As soon as one of you decides the other is not a good match - or someone else is a better match - your relationship ends, whether you live 3000 miles apart, two streets over, or share the same bed with your wedding picture on the wall. You are going to have to trust each other completely if this relationship is going to work. "

I trusted him that he would bring me back to him.

Turns out, it was a lot of work for nothing.

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I had a good December as my closest friends came to visit and we had a very good time. It's hard to live in a place where you don't have too much friends and you will get lost in your train of thoughts....well, mainly sad. But this December had made me leave all my sad thoughts (originated from the breakup). It was liberating.

A new year came around and I realized I'm starting to have a crush on someone new. I know it's not going to happen but somehow it's quite refreshing to know that I actually can like someone else. For the whole time I was with my ex, I never liked anyone else. Now that I actually LIKE someone new, made me feel somewhat excited. The last time I actually had a crush on someone was with my "unofficial boyfriend" in university. It was long ago. I never thought I would go back to the "I have a crush on you" route. I thought I was too old for that already.

I'm not getting high hopes on this new guy because I know this is just an infatuation. He is too good-looking and I think he is a big flirt. I always tease about the fact how women will crazily flock to their personal trainer... and here I am, starting to have a crush on my yoga instructor. *embarrassed* Every class, he would come over to fix my posture. Yes, every class... Out of a class of 20+ women, he would come to me (even when I was minding my own business in the corner, hiding behind those who were not too good in holding the poses) several times to guide my postures. He guided me 4-5 times per class while he guides others once or none. At first, I thought "Do I suck THAT BAD in yoga?! He didn't fix other people this much in the class..." So I tested by moving away from the front, and try to station myself at different places in the room for each class, he would still "detect" me and come over to "fix" me... with the WARMEST SMILE. Then I started to feel somewhat ... weird. Questions start to fill my head, like "why me?" But then the logical side of me pulls me back in.... "This is just an infatuation. It will go away." or "maybe he wants you to continue to come to classes so he will have more business and reputation" or "he is too good-looking to be straight"... etc.

Surprisingly, I believe all that. I know it will go away. I think I have become more cautious and I really cannot afford to fall head-over-heels anymore. I'm at a point in my life where I should be looking for someone to get marry to, not to have a crush on.


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Yes, simple as that. That's all I want. I wish all of you out there the same for 2011.

And be lucky in love.
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A couple days ago was my ex's birthday. I sent him a message to wish him a happy birthday. He replied and wished me a happy holiday and stuff.

It felt weird. Somewhat uncomfortable.

Not because this is the first time he texted me since our break, but that we no longer address each other with our endeared nicknames. Now, he just addressed my first name. I realized I didn't like it... I really didn't like it at all. It felt so distant as if we are strangers... or just normal acquaintances where you can't even call each other "friend". I didn't expect that. I thought he would still call me "babe" or something along that line. I messaged him back after his reply to wish him a happy new year (to see if he would "babe" me back) but he didn't reply after. After being so close together for years and all of a sudden, I'm just a "regular first name" threw me off quite a bit. I guess this is the kind of tiny things that I didn't prepare myself for after the breakup. Hurts? Yes, but then I do understand this is part of the deal (more like ordeal), and it takes time getting used to. Perhaps he is afraid that I'll be crawling my way back to him like a recurring rash or pesky parasite. Perhaps he didn't even want me as a friend.

But still, I'd like to know that at least I meant something to him.

I think I, at least, deserve a "babe".

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Got some news of my old "crush" (I don't even know how to address him because we were never official) from a friend of mine. He just broke up with his girlfriend recently. He and his girlfriend become official just months prior to my breakup. And now, his girlfriend left him. I used to love him so much back in school but now, I feel like "eh~~ "

Apparently, he had curled up and hid away from everybody for months. He was being very rude to my friend when she asked him how he's doing and ignored all phone calls from friends. He is much weaker and fragile than I thought. Absolutely not as strong as he looks. My friend said he is a very stubborn person and when his mind is set, he will do everything to make you change your mind to accommodate his ideas. (Typical TAURUS... liked 3 guys in the past, 2 out of 3 are Taurus... sigh... it's hard to deal with them) I guess he just couldn't face the trauma.

In a way, I'm glad things didn't work out between us back then... Just like what my friend said "you never know... I remember you were devastated back then ... I guess sometimes things just work out for the best! "

I couldn't believe it more. If I were with him, I bet I would feel so suffocated being controlled and we definitely would not last long.... but then I can't help but wonder, would I actually shape myself to accommodate all his wishes?

(Maybe I would... just maybe... if I love him enough.)


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Is it normal that now when I listen to cheery love songs (you know, those sing about how GREAT love is and how rosy everything is...), I think it is just sweet-talking or even just a lie? I feel like I don't believe in these lovey-dovey songs anymore.

This is so fxxked up.


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The most interesting thing I learned from my friend last night,

"In a relationship, a man's and a woman's value goes the opposite direction as time goes by. Man will work hard to get the attention and love of the woman he desires. Man's value at this time is much lower than woman. As he finally secures his woman and if his woman falls totally in love with him, woman's value starts to depreciate because she will automatically starts to think and plan for the man instead of herself first. They will no doubt put their man on their priority. Man, at this time, has an appreciated value, and continue to be when they start to build a family. The more children the woman produces, the more depreciated she will become because then the children will mean a lot more to the man than the woman."

This theory is so harsh, yet so blatantly true. It makes me think twice before putting a man as my top priority now. I used to prioritize all my ex's needs and depreciated my own in order to make him happy... and then not being appreciated because he had too much on his own plate... it made all my effort meaningless. I don't blame him because after all, he has some VERY complicated emotional issues and I don't think I was and will ever be a part of his future planning. Therefore, as I was waiting and expecting a future with him, and he never really wanted a future with me, it's like waiting for a bus that will never come. I could get frustrated all I want but "it's not gonna happen". So why don't I let go?

I love talking to my closest friends... they can analyze all the nitty-gritty aspects of my relationship and I feel so good after by just pouring everything out. They made me realize there's no point in hoping for something that it's not designated for me and not suitable for me. And frankly, I don't think I will ever be cut out for the complexity that follows if we actually continue. I will only get more and more exhausted. I depreciated myself where I became a girl with no self goals. What makes him happy, makes me happy. When we started to date, he always said what made me happy, made him happy. I didn't realize I lost myself so much throughout these 4 years.

All along, I was just in denial by seeing everything as hunky-dory, and everything could be resolved. It wasn't. I knew it back then but I just chose to ignore it. Now, I can feel that I'm on the right track to build myself back up again. I no longer yearn to be back with my ex.

I have no problem to befriend with him... that is, if he wants to.
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I love Elmyra when I was a kid... she is such a go-getter! Found this old and sweet clip! ENJOY!
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