Love: To be loved without a reason...maybe it’s true, maybe it isn’t.
Hate: Felt it. I’ll leave it at that.
Fear: Never been daunted by anything/anyone, and when I really did, no one trusted me.
Trust: It takes a long time to build, but once broken...the end! Never again, never again till someone walks in and promises to stay no matter how often and much they’re offended.
Passion: I am not romantic. Never been! I re-acknowledge it. In fact, I find it obnoxious. I’m not stoic, neither a cynic. It doesn’t take a smart, dashing person to be romantic. Perhaps I’m romantic in my way.
Anger: Very often. Have always been the first to forget and forgive, apologize profusely.
Hurt: Felt it.
Hope: Hasn’t disappointed. Doesn’t disappoint :-)
Death: Still remember Pre’s cousin’s husband’s death. One I didn’t see, yet cried and cry. A story of love, trust so unshakeable, infidelity, lust and love, again. I tremble when I think of it. A lesson for life.
Dreams: Many unrealised and a few realised.
Boredom: Even the most interesting stuff becomes boring after a while :-(
Talking: Used to! (Jing-Bang as my gang was fondly referred to)Started to listen, a word that was not in my lexicon. Now that I’ve learnt to, I realise that I’ve missed out on so much. All I now do is listen, unless I find someone really comfortable to talk to.
Music: My love/Passion. It’s in my blood.
Colours: Not fascinated by colours. Except for black, white, and blue, which explain my personality.
Money/Power: A topic that can put me off!
Support: When you need it the most, you are denied. Matt’s wife needs his love and support more than anybody else’s. Made a conscious effort to make him realise that. How effective only time will tell.
God: The only force keeping me going.
Life: Haven’t seen it all, haven’t done it all. Miles to go before I sleep :-)
