My Love Story

To my dear bloggers out there

I find that love, is a charming thing, it is a nice thing to be able to share with some. Be it if its the love one, life partners, friends or family. Love is just beyond understanding.

I find myself easily to love someone. But to really love someone, means understanding, responsibility. Sometimes when a person love another, he or she might, could, would do unexplainable things. Sometimes could even sacrifice love by saying that he or she dont love the other in order for that person to have a happy life.

Love is there, but you dont really need to say it. Actions is everything. Actions speaks louder than words.

I have a feeling for a person, a guy i know. But i choose not to let him know, because it is the best thing, and his happy now with his kind of life. But at times, i keep remembering him when i dont want to...i just cant forget him...not to mention i have to see him in the same class with me for another 2 years....its killing...but i cant do anything but to learn to mask my emotions, my feelings.

Understanding Myself

     Sometimes i wondered what would things be like if i was never born. Just be a spirit that roams on the earth, passing through walking beings called human, without them noticing that i was there. Its not that i dont appreciate my parents bringing me onto this world, but sometimes its just a thought in my head, saying, "what if".

     Life is hard indeed. No one goes around and say "all you need to do is just eat and sleep". I know what life is. Some people say that life is when you are living on earth. That is correct, part of it, but there is more to life than any words can express.

          Everyone is afraid. Before we are born, we were afraid that we will fail in living.  When we begin to live, we start to think of how we would die. In our head we imagine what if we die like this, at this time, at this place. We start to think, that life is short and that we only have one chance in living. So, we start to do everything that we want to do. Because after we pass on, it will just be that...that we had once walk on the earth amongst the animals and mother nature.

             Sometimes i ask myself, why was i born? Did i came here to get something done? Funny thing is that when i was a kid, i really hated wars and battles, i hated seeing people fighting and argueing. At that time, i had really thought, that i came here to stop the wars. To make them see, to put some sense in people's head... but now i think again...who am i? who will ever listen to a little girl like me, who loves animals, who love the smell of the clean fresh air coming from the forest. A little girl who loves to play under the rain that was once pure rain before the air become polluted with toxin.

              Every day, there are wars. People against people, animal against their same species or for food, doctors fight to save lifes, soldiers fight to save their country, people fight for what they believe in. There really isnt any stopping...in wars... and this is life, you like it or not, you are here, given a chance to do what is right, what is best for you and the people you love.