Love Hate

These days I just whined and whined about my relationship woes or rather, the lack of it. I hate Jy for failing to turn up when he said he would, yet by the next class when he waved and said hi to me, I just melted and decided that there might still be a possibility that we would elope together.

Why do love-hate relationships happen? Was it because you love so much that your expectations went beyond reality and you hate the disappointment that followed?

I love the MSN, it brings people together yet I hate it because it is the only communication method I employ these days. Was just telling Vv that we chat nearly everyday when she is in Aussie but failed to meet when she is in Singapore.

I love sassy korean drama serials yet I hate the parts where the villians always manage to come in between the perfect man and the oddball woman by just showing their puppy eyes.

I love the spiciness of chilli padi yet I hate how it makes my lips so bee-strung after eating it.

I love my MBA modules yet I hate the fact that it is taking away my whole life.

I love to train for biathlon yet I hate the sun.

I love to eat yet I hate the excess baggage that comes with it.

I love to have a boyfriend yet I hate the commitment.

I love to have curly hair yet I hate that it is making me look older than I actually am. Not to mention the hard work that you have to throw in to maintain it.

I love my independence yet I hate to eat alone ever so often.