Exceptions to The Rules

As they all say, "In every rule, there is an exception." I, myself, have quite a few of those exceptions. But before anything else, I would like to enumerate some of my so-called rules. 

• I will not blog about my personal life 
  
• I will not entertain suitors from the workplace
• I will not blog about mushy stuff since I am not a mushy person (or so I think)

Now comes the fun part! I will be writing about the exceptions I've made (or will be making) to the rules stated above. 

I will not blog about my personal life. If you were able to read my first entry, you must have seen that talking about my life through a blog is not what I intend to do. This entry, however, is going to be an exception. Who knows? This might probably be the first of many exceptions for one of my rules. ;p

I will not entertain suitors from the workplace. Without sounding too vain nor too full of myself, I used to have suitors from my previous work. I ignored them in every way I can. It even came to the point where I had to lie and to pretend that I had a boyfriend. Didn't work. Some of them still persisted, but to no avail. I was determined to lose them by hook or by crook. Eventually, they got the picture. They left me alone. And I was left to enjoy my single life.

But since we're on the topic of making exceptions, you're probably thinking I did entertain someone. How smart of you, dear reader! Yep,  I did! Without any regrets whatsoever. As a matter of fact... I am very very veeeeery happy with my life with him by my side. Awwww... *sniff*sniff*

I will not blog about mushy stuff since I am not a mushy person (or so I think). Forgive me, but I believe this is going to be mushy. I just want to let everyone, who will be able to read this, know that I am head over heels in love with my boyfriend. (MY BOYFRIEND... oooh la la! I love the sound of that!) My life has been blessed a thousandfold since he came into my life. *heart's a flutter* 

Like a thief, he silently crept his way into my world. He took his time--commendable for someone who admits that patience isn't one of his virtues. The difference between my man and a thief is that he didn't steal my heart. He didn't need to. He won it little by little, piece by piece... until, there was nothing left for me to do, but to give it willingly. No questions asked, he has won me over. 

No one is perfect. For me, however, he is perfection--from his insistent ways, gentle demeanor, and down to his impeccable taste. But what I love most about this guy is the way he talks and cares about two of the most important women in his life, his mom and his grandmother.

Anyway, I am his and his alone =D With him, my life is bliss. I most certainly couldn't ask for more... *Sigh*