It must have been about a year ago when I first met T. I still remember how, under the sunlit world, T. welcomed me into his arms with big smiles and excessive warmth. I was excited and immediately warmed towards him. I fell in love in a way completely different than I did with Vanny. It's funny how ONE human being is capable of having so much love and so many different kinds. Vanny's coolness and his incredible sense of aesthetics draws me toward him like the candle light seeping out irresistable messages of firey passion to airy moths who never could resist the temptation.

I too, could not.

But T. is different. His fun character bewitches me and takes me to so many places I would never dream of going. Looking out from his home, I could see murderous men who backstabbed their friends for fame and money. I could witness the works of love and the tears of compassion. I saw great men doing great works but I also cried at the scenes of scoundrels' wrongdoings. The world of T. can't be more real than reality. Being with him has taught me so much about the importance of practicality and the cruelty of survival in this selfish world.

He once told me: " Look to the sun in a heavily snowed-in day, and you'll feel better." There's always goign to be a silver-lining embeded in the dark-tinted clouds. And I guess that's how you gotta be if you wanna survive. Being prepared for the worst, develop a GOOD efficient plan and stick to it, and then it'll just leave up to faith to make everythign come together.

Without a doubt, T. has taught me much. The rest is up to me to survive with him. =)