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Friday, September 17, 2010

HAPPY 5 YEARS ANNIVERSARY!!

wow, it seems that in a blink of an eye, 5 years have gone by. if you ask me, what went on for every anniversary, i would tell you very honestly, i cannot remember.

but i do feel like, i never once missed out on our relationship, either by being too busy or by not caring. and that's why i believe that my dearest and i am perfect for each other.

Being my boyfriend isnt easy. i know. Andy knows. im temperamental, stubborn, egoistic, jealous, violent, grumpy, emotional. but everyone says, 'Andy is so lucky to have you' but i think, i am the lucky one having him in my life.
He has never once initiated breakup, never once threw his tantrum on me just because he was having a bad day, never once vent his anger on me in any way.
No matter how moody or upset he is, he would never show it to me so as to prevent me from getting worried or anything (though when i find out, i get pissed because i want to share his joy and sadness)

I have told myself endless times to be a better gf.

but now, i only want to be a better wife.

I love you dearest Baby!!
and i want to be with you for the rest of my life.

Muacks! =D