Dear John

I am a believer of long distance relationship. Meaning, I do believe that it's totally possible for two individuals to nurture and make a relationship work although they are literally thousand of miles apart. I'm a believer cause I have my mom and dad as living example. I've been a witness of such kind of relationship for more than 22 years now. I would say, it takes more than love for a relationship such as that to actually work.

But don't worry, I'm not going to write about my parents love story. lol. Not for one bit. It's just a premise of this suppose to be movie review of Dear John that was put on hold for a such a long time now. The story of course obviously is pretty much about that kind of situation --- a long distance love affair. How long can you wait for the one you love to actually come back?

But I won't talk much about the movie though. To put it straight on, Channing Tatum is the only reason why this movie is worth watching. But aside from that, just don't expect anything much from it. I've read the book and I'm afraid that I have to add this to my list of "Great books, Bad movie adaptation: the living proofs that Hollywood can ruin your favorite novel."

That being said I think I just got to stick more with the first topic I mentioned: Long Distance Love Affair. lol. Really, Pardon me if you think I am going nuts that I keep on laughing while actually writing a suppose to be melancholic, melodramatic topic. I just can't help remembering something/someone. But anyway, snap back to reality, I think this is one of the most discussed topics of all times. And I have found everything ever written about it to be true. It can work. But for most people it just didn't. But again: it can work cause of course it requires hard work. Well, I guess, modern technology had taken a great part and had helped out a lot of people who are stuck in this kind of situation. Internet, telephones and even snail mail turns priority mail are there for a reason.

Of Waiting and Patience.

Here I go again. ^_^

Sometimes I think that waiting for that particular someone is like waiting for your turn in a doctor's clinic. You're the patient of course and you are waiting for a doctor to examine you. You enter the clinic. The doctor's attendant smiles at you (or they don't -_-). Gives you a form to fill up. Takes your body weight and height. And for some clinic they give you a number then you sat down in one of those long bench together with the other patients with nothing to look at but the Doctor's Awards and Certificates that were all hanged in the wall for the patients to know that their specialist is a-"somebody", a couple of used magazines in the stand and a big-as-in-BIG wall clock directly facing you. Something to constantly reminds you what time is it.

Tik Tok. Tik Tok.

Or how long you had been sitting there waiting for your turn to finally come.

For some, the moment they stepped in the doctor's office, they were lucky enough to get examined right away. Maybe they had made early appointments, or maybe their cases are really in dire need of immediate attention. As for you, you just stayed in there, waiting patiently with the other patients who seemed to have the same fate as you. Sometimes you get to doze off. And sometimes, you felt as if you're just in a dream. A dream so good enough it makes you don't wanna wake up cause you know you'll be back to the waiting part again the moment you wake up.

No wonder, patient is defined as bearing or enduring pain, difficulty, provocation, or annoyance with calmness. Or you can also regard that as a person who needs medical attention, care, or treatment. Either way, it doesn't really matter.

Well, you had both waited to actually find each other right? So right now that some instances simply made it impossible for both of you to be together, why not keep on waiting? To make it happen, you got to take risks & hope for the best. It doesn't really matter which part of the world you are in right now: Iraq, Canada, United Kingdom or Jeddah. =P Sometimes, you just got to be contented with whatever communication you both had as long as it stays. As long as it keeps you both connected. That you'd think that for the briefest instant, it almost feels like you are together again.


Then all you can just say is: Been there, done that.. and yah I miss it.. I miss you.

Unsent Letter.

Dear John,

Somehow I found myself thinking of you tonight. It feels as if it's only yesterday that we first met each other (or more likely the first time I saw you) when in fact more than 5 years had already passed. As I come to think about it, I did not like you the first time I saw you. You were just some guy desperately trying to be funny teaching us absurd dance steps. Or so I thought. But then things are always bound to change right?=) I remember back then, I'm not the only girl who had seemed to like you. Everybody was fond of you. You were like the stage-actor and we were the audience. We were trance by your wit, leadership, humor and good looks. But after your show, everybody seemed to get back to their senses and cleared out while I was left alone still looking at you.

That's a cheesy comparison don't you think? Like you are some actor and I am one of your fans. haha. Can I think of something better than that? Well I guess you won't expect me to say that you were like my own personal brand of heroin. lol. But yes my very first addiction was named after you. And I stared. Related every love song to you. Nothing felt amiss whenever I'd get to see you. Then I started writing to comfort me while I wait. But like some things, you never came.

Love dazzles. Often it blinds. I knew from the start that people like you are not meant for people like me. After all, before our path crossed, you already have someone in your life. And it will remain that way like it was before. Like the way it's going to be. And just like what you said, you never expected you’ll hit it big time the first time, but you're one of those lucky bunch… a first and yes, the last… But can you forgive my selfishness when often times I'd hope that you'd find your self free to love again?

But yes I thank you actually. You helped me define love. I grew up defining love with you in the background. Somehow if I'd think about it, possibly, other people will think that what I felt for you was nothing more than an obsession or something brought about by my young heart. Yes I always have the youth-excuse.^_^ But something that they'd never understand, not even my friends, would be me choosing you of all people. I'm also wondering if you are not the way you are would I still feel the same way? I've met a couple of guys like you but nothing feels right with them. I mean, just in case I'm inclined to the likes of you. lol. But so far, you're the exemption.

I never felt the in dire need to give a detailed explanation just to reason out that what I felt for you was real. It's simply because I know in my heart how real it was.

I loved you. And though through time, grief and love lessens, I know that in my life time you will never be just a face in the crowd. And you know what? In all of my life's struggles, about my career, about life in its entirety, I know I will travel the same road if ever I'd be given a chance to relive life. Because I know I'd still find my self sitting beside you in one of those morning of January 2004. Because from then on I knew to my self that I had loved and I was beside a boy I know I will never forget.

Reuc