"No one warns young people to follow Adam's example. He waited till God saw his need. Then God made Adam sleep, prepared for his mate, and brought her to him. We need more of this 'being asleep' in the will of God. Then we can receive what He brings us in His own time, if at all. Instead we are set as bloodhouds after a partner, considering everyone we see until our minds are so concerned with the sex problem that we can talk of nothing else when bull-session time comes around. It is true that a fellow cannot ignore women—but he can think of them as he ought—as sisters, not as sparring partners!" - Shadow of the Almighty, Chapter 4

Throughout the year, we had our good moments and we had our bad ones, but most of it, were good. I mean if most of it were bad, the relationship is pointless. Well, throughout the course of our relationship, I've met many of baby's friends, all from the different walks of life. We're all different, in a way, unique.

The first time I went over to baby's place, gawd, it was the time where my balls were in my mouth. I was scaring the hell outta myself. Hell yeah. I mean if you truely love the person, you'll panic the first time you meet their parents. To everything, there's always a first time! And so did I, I had mine and baby had hers. So then after a few times of saying hi and bye to her parents, you slowly get used to it and ya, you're feeling like family now! You feel attached to the family, like family. Like there's a need to be there at family functions. Like birthdays and funeral etc. two extrems events, just to prove my point. But its not the event that you're goig that makes the difference, its the one you have in mind when you attend such function. Its really the thoughts that count.

Well during this one year, I dare say, I changed. Good and bad. It wasnt an easy path to walk by, but am glad that baby was there to hold my hands and be by side. Right now, I know I am different, although there were times when I really cant take the situation that I've been thrown into, and ya, for that particular moment, I flared up and all. But its only for a while, after I calm down and think, its all dumb shit and regret but ya. I mean shit happens.

During our 1st year anniversary, I prepared something for my baby. It wasnt something expensive, It wasnt something baby was expecting, It wasnt something spectacular, It wasnt something branded. It was sonething from my heart. I wrote baby a song. A song, with lyrics saying how we met and the significant events that happened when we were together. I came up with the chords and I played it on the guitar for my baby. The song is something I hope will be played on every anniversary adding new events to my song.

And baby did a surprise for me. Guess what? She made a dedication on 95fm 4 days before our anniversary and it got read out!! Thats something I didnt expect. really.. And on top of that, baby did kinda like a story telling on paper and it ended up with the last piece of paper saying--"There are many fishes in the sea. But you're the only fish in the sea for me."and baby gave me a fish. A small cute pale orange fish with very shiny fins, we named it, 'masterpiece' cuz after the dedication was read out, the song 'masterpiece' accompanied. So we decided, 'masterpiece' will be it's name. And right now, its swimming happily in the tank in my room.Looking at 'masterpiece' swimming freely, just ease away all my problems and sooth my soul.