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Wednesday, July 17, 2002

i had written an earlier post this morning but the blooger ran into some problems *again* and it was a pretty fascinating post, featuring a conversation between my gut and me. err.. on second thoughts..

i think this is much more saner and perhaps, more of myself, more genuine than anything. alrighty.
let's see what we have today..

my eyes and new specs. :) it looks pretty much like my old one but slightly bigger now and with pink highlights.
these past few days have been really interesting for me. i went out with this guy friend of mine and had a great time drinking coffee and looking at books, even exchanging presents *!* my bf knew that we were going out so he was pretty cool abt it.
but i just wanna say that i firmly believe that God has planned for everyone an ideal partner. i really do believe it. and i truly know that there is such a thing because, after my messy first relationship and then a fling with a jazz bassist,
i was so rock-bottom, hopeless and tired of the whole dating game, of getting hurt, that i just prayed.

"Lord. you know that i'm in a vulnerable state right now. please be merciful and don't send another potential guy near me unless he truly is the one. because i think i'm also a little desperate but i know enough now not to go out there and create opportunities by myself. so please help me. i don't want to get hurt again and i know the only way i won't get hurt again is if you just send the one who you've planned for me before i was born. the only way not to suffer another disappointment and hurt is to do your will. so dear Lord, no more miscellaneous guys till the right one you send comes along".

and so.. there was hannon.

posted by happyhannon at 10:43 PM