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The man & I finally caught up after a week of being 'busy' people.
Though a hectic schedule is never a solid reason to not spend time with a loved one, we have reached a common understanding that this is the period work has to come first.
My Saturdays are occupied with either meetings or events and come Sunday, half a day will be spent at the tuition centre.
Weekdays start and end with a capital W - Work.
I am aware that I am leading an unhealthy lifestyle.
I took the workaholic route which could possibly explain why when it comes to choosing a partner, I need someone who is equally busy with work and understand what it's like to rush for deadlines.

Note to self and to some of you who thinks you can handle a workaholic.
Men and women's definition of workaholic and busy can be very much different.
See, even though there are 1001 things to do in a day, we girls can't deny that its easy for us to get distracted - thus when the beloved called to ask for a date, we can simply ditch our work for awhile (just for awhile) to just spend time.
Most men (I can't use all) that I know tend to be very focus when it comes to work, so when you asked them out for a time out, they will kindly refuse and try to make it up to you later.
I guess there's a reason why they say men can't really multi-task.

And we girls may have a slightly disadvantage due to the time of the month where our hormones become imbalanced, where our mood swings attack out of the blue.
It creates a paranoid feeling within us that make us seem like an insecure freak.
I am no superwoman. I had occasions when I feel like picking up a fight
- occasions when petty things like not spending more time (ironically, it was the same me who demanded my personal space), can stir up a heated argument.
Usually, couples' squabbles turn 'dangerous' because we pick the wrong timing to fight.

Lesson number 1: Don't bother creating trouble when He is busy with work. Seriously.
One thing we keep telling them that this paranoia is temporary (one that they can never fathom) yet it will keep coming back as and when the hormones decide to adjust themselves.

Just the other day, I had a good chat with a friend who is going through a tough time in her relationship.
It has been three years and the relationship is heading to a bottomless pit and she finds herself stuck, deciding whether to make an exit or stay in hope that her faith and confidence in the relationship can magically perform a miracle.
All she has to say about making an exit is, 'dah malas r nak restart.'
I understand where she's coming from.

If you love the idea of love, you might not fear starting again.
But for someone who has put in all her effort and witnessing it going down the drain, starting again might seem like a bad choice.
Getting trap in a repeated pattern. Just that this time, it is a different person.

These days, I've took too many walks.
Its my way of seeking solitude.
Truth is, as I was 'into' carving my career journey, I neglected the most important journey in life - the spiritual journey.

It got me thinking.
What if there is no tomorrow?
Had I done what is required of me as a being created by God?
Maybe. Maybe not.