life's a bitch and then you die!
actually... that's true... but life being a big B doesn't have to be all bad... B's have fun... surely, I can too... but of course, I won't be a B noh! anyways, my entry is not about them or me...
I want to talk about the miracle of love... It exists, fine fine... But I'm just so confused right now of the concepts of it... some equate it simply to passion, to sacrifice, to pain, to pleasure, to martyrdom, to depression, to loneliness, and to freedom. You take two of the listed words, and all you get is a more baffling explanation of the L word. I mean really? When does one say that it is freedom because of love, and not just physical freedom? How does one know? We can never really know because as what everyone so daringly and truthfully believe, "it just happens". Oh well, not that I'm going through the whole confusion of the said issue, oh, no no, I just have this great amazement on how this THING affect everyone who is touched by it. BASTA! All I know is that I'm going back to the start! I took myself away from the situation, and I'm bringing myself to the beginning, where it all started~uhh..I'm being redundant, I know...~ I'm feeling young, and I want to feel young forever, for I believe the "young people" have the most fun and yet they have plenty of room in their heads for newly acquired knowledge and wisdom.~not that I'm so old already, but I feel like I've lived for a long time already,or it's just an effect of being the young one in an environment where enough maturity and responsibility is pressuringly asked of you.But anyways, I just finished reading "11 minutes" by Paulo Coelho, and I have to hand it to him, he's written a good novel.
I have nothing else to say now, just that I'm really missing my friends, as in I could cry and cry out of my depression and loneliness; and just when I finally realized and told myself over and over again that I'm numb and be indifferent, so as to not feel any joy and grief, I came to a better realization that I can actually entertain this "happy feeling" without being overrun by depression, how? It's my secret. So, right now, I'm happy, I'm changed, and I'm thankful that someone cares for me. FLUTO! I MISS YOU!
