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what with valentine's day & red & pink streamers along the walkways in school, i've been thinking about love.

it's funny how most of my friends say that now's not the time for them to commit to that significant other. i can't speak for them, but i think i know how to explain why i am one of the singles-by-choice(-and-circumstance).

honestly, as much as it boggles some people's minds, this is not one of the instances where women say 'no' when actually they mean 'yes'.

the Bible has always taught about how we cannot give if we do not receive. i realized just today that i haven't learnt how to receive love wholeheartedly. therefore, i cannot imagine myself loving someone else.

maybe that's why we always whole dear our first loves. it is probably the only time our hearts are flung wide open to taste love for the first time. hand in hand with that is the experience of the pain of rejection. we learn to calculate and measure out love. we weigh every word and action, trying to sieve out the motivations of others, learning to respond to people with our minds and not with the heart.

love accepts but it also expects. honestly, i expect too much while still learning to accept; i crave acceptance while struggling to deal with others' expectations. but then again, don't we all? so happy valentine's day to us (to whom this post applies) - because of the love of friends and family, we will grow with time. believe it :)

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