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Hi, my name is AJ Junior. Just AJ will do. I am a skinny individual with the heart of a lion and wittines of a mouse. I have THE most loving fiancee EVER! I love making friends, so why not facebook me and be my friend. =)



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Sunday, January 4, 2009 @ 1:29 PM
Last Kiss With Juliet

Good afternoon pumpkins, your boy-wonder here got something to say. He would like to make a statement. And it is a statement that has sidelined him on the love shelves for almost 2 agonizing years.

Ever since his much dramatic breakup in January in a controversy filled relationship back in '07, he hasn't been dating or in fact he saw love relationships, from a whole new angle. An angle which he thought doesn't exist at all. A sight of hate, nonchalant-tey, burden, lies, betrayals, unfaithful and all the drama that follows it. It is like this package with all the accessories and what nots.



On an honest note, I think I am done with my ridiculous perceptions. Amongst these thorns of factors, there is bound to a rose blooming. A rose which smells like the purity of heaven, the glow of a star and the beauty of an angel. The thorns which I saw and personally felt and dealt with, have shrouded my sight and blinded me from seeing this rose which every single living being in this spacious universe craved for.

Two months ago, I let my guard down, ONCE. And BAMM(!), it happened. I found my rose which I have been lookin' for. It was just a sneak peek of it but as the months passed, the sight of it, grew larger and larger. Somehow, there is a price to pay for this. The amount of thorns I have to endure, is insurmountable. I knew I would need to bleed and at the same time put on that strong front to grab this one. Annnnd, the thing about me, is I know I can. It is just whether would that rose be the rose I'm lookin' for. 'Cause every flower, have a different sets of petals. And for all I know, this might NOT be that rose I was looking for. But I would not know unless I tried to get it, take a closer look before deciding right?

Now here comes the tricky part. If you grabbed, observed and you came to a conclusion that "hey, this is the one I have spent years looking for. Phew!", then it is cool. BUT, how do you deal with the disappointment of concluding that the rose that you are holding in your palms is the wrong one? Would you still rather go back to your search, bleed and be disappointed again and again? Would you be willing to wear the scars that all the wrong roses have caused you with pride and the feeling of you-know-you-tried? Would you?

As blunt as this sound, I don't think so. We as humans, possessed emotions. Which of us in the right frame of mind, would like to be disappointed time and time again? There would be a point of time that we would give up the search and just settle with whatever rose with whatever petals and try to adapt to it. The thing about this is, the inner soul won't be feeling the true meaning of happiness or joy or fulfillment. All it feels is just content.

I've been using the terms roses and thorns. I am sure that most of my readers are smarty pants. But if you are scratchin' your head trying to read between the lines and decode those words, relax. One day, you will understand.



I am here, awaiting my Juliet. And I am calling out to her, if she's hiding among the stars from the dangers of the thorns, to show herself just so I could gives what every rose wants. A happily ever after.

It is turning out to be a rather beautiful sunday and AJ wishes that everyone has an awesome weekend and be happy with that someone you love. You know I love you...


xoxo,
AJ


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