I'dRatherHaveBadTimesWithYou..

I'm home on a Friday night after being ditched by my 'late-night' kakis (that's a hint to you PinkMonkie and GB :p). Was surfing the internet when this song was played on Class95:

I'd rather have bad times with you
Than good times with someone else
I'd rather be beside you in a storm
Than safe and warm by myself
I'd rather have hard times together
Than to have it easy apart
I'd rather have the one who holds my heart

It is a song by the late Luther Vandross. And how true it is to me. When something is endearing to you, it doesn't matter if you have to go through hell just to have it with you. It is more worth it than having to let it go and ask yourself, "What if I had hold on to it?"

All the "What ifs".

So the 'storm' that I had to endure last year is worth it. Really worth my tears. Because right now, what I can remember of my 'storm' is only the good memories. My birthday celebration. Decorating the classroom to surprise me (I still have everybody's except for Mr Leong's birthday wishes for me. Mr Leong, yours fell away and I think the auntie swept it away.). Our 'Secret' night out. The stupid prank about one of you impregnate your ex-ex-girlfriend (hmm.. that many exes, huh?). The GROWTH Camp. Racial Harmony Day. Teachers' Day. My precious jade bangle. Graduation Night. New Year's Eve. And many, many more which would pop up in my head during different times of the day.

And everytime these memories came back to me, I will smile. Contented that I was part of it.

Gamsahamnida, Dedication4.