The bad side of our loc(k)al Showbiz 😶

I left a comment at your blog a day ago. I guess, what I said was irrelevant or was too boring for you. Maybe, I should stop expecting and start realizing that you are now a celebrity. In my point of view, you are now what you have always dreamt of. You are the fast rising star that captivated the whole nation of your wit and charm. 

The chance of meeting personally has dwindled into zilch. But hey, it's OK.  I have accepted the fact that I will never meet you personally. Whether I am given the opportunity or not. I no longer believe in chances nor the fact that I am given an opportunity to meet you. Maybe I am just over - reacting. It is not your obligation to post all your reader's comment just because... Your BLOG is your personal space and you have every right to choose which comment should be on your entry. 

Oh wow, all of a sudden I feel like a ranting child whose whims were not noticed. 

In my opinion, I think I should stop writing about this unwanted feeling.I should stop writing about you or to over romanticize this thought. I WILL NEVER EVER BE RELEVANT TO YOU. NEVER! WE HAVE NOTHING IN COMMON. AND YES. I THINK I SHOULD STOP BEING A FAN TOO. 

These are my emotions speaking. I am frustrated and hurt. Oh, shit! I suddenly feel like I'm STAN from that Eminem song a few years back. 

Anyway, gotta go. 

The Reality Is...

I am writing again and no less it's Valentine's Day. No, I am not here to write about my love story or how painful it is to lose someone. Losing someone... wow, it does bring back some hurtful memories. (Geez, it has been ages... *face palm*) But that will be another story. This is one of those days where I would typically go out of town and spend the weekend on my own. But today I am doing it differently. I am staying home for no particular reason at all. ( oh wait, there's a reason why I'm staying home this weekend. XD) Anyway, here's to my 1 am thoughts...

We have been sold a vapid vision of "Love" for decades... Two loving hearts unite over a glance, have some critical climatic clash, reconcile through smiling tears, and vanish into the sunset. But that isn't love at all; love starts on the very next day after, when the socks are on the floor and the bills are due.

You mentioned finding someone who will comfort you in sickness and listens to your stories. You will never "Find Love" that way. Love starts when "You" listen to someone's stories, understood their happiness, sadness, fear and triumphs. LOVE is when it becomes unconditional. Love is both the protagonist and antagonist. Happiness and heartaches will always come hand in hand. The question is "how we would handle the pain, the fear and sorrow of Love?". I think we should always muster enough courage and faith to face every moment, day by day until death. In reality, finding that "someone" will never come with an awesome soundtrack or with a breath - taking background. It is never going to be like that... Nope... Never...

PS: 
My blog is at the brink of being deleted... Haven't been active and finally... Here I am sharing my thoughts at an un-godly hour just like before...