Love.

All this talk from my friends about Love got me thinking. What is Love? Do you have the exact answers for that? I know I don't. I read some things on the Net, and this is what Love means to some people.

To some Love is friendship set on fire for others maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it. No matter how you define it or feel it, Love is the eternal truth in the history of mankind.

Love is patient, love is kind. It has no envy, nor it boasts itself and it is never proud. It rejoices over the evil and is the truth seeker. Love protects; preserves and hopes for the positive aspect of life. Always stand steadfast in love, not fall into it. It is like the dream of your matter of affection coming true. Love can occur between two or more individuals. It bonds them and connects them in a unified link of trust, intimacy and interdependence. It enhances the relationship and comforts the soul. Love should be experienced and not just felt. The depth of love can not be measured. Look at the relationship between a mother and a child. The mother loves the child unconditionally and it can not be measured at all. A different dimension can be attained between any relationships with the magic of love. Love can be created. You just need to focus on the goodness of the other person. If this can be done easily, then you can also love easily. And remember we all have some positive aspect in us, no matter how bad our deeds maybe.

Depending on context, love can be of different varieties. Romantic love is a deep, intense and unending. It shared on a very intimate and interpersonal and sexual relationship. The term Platonic love, familial love and religious love are also matter of great affection. It is more of desire, preference and feelings. The meaning of love will change with each different relationship and depends more on its concept of depth, versatility, and complexity. But at times the very existence of love is questioned. Some say it is false and meaningless. It says that it never exist, because there has been many instances of hatred and brutality in relationships.

Maybe this is what Love means. In my whole 18 years, I don't think I have ever love someone deeply. I don't think I've experienced that true meaning of Love. Every time that word comes about I chickened out. I get scared and run away. I'm sorry but that's just me. Every time there's a good guy who comes my way and when it gets to the step of being more than friends. I backed out. The word of commitment scares the shit out of me. I'm a chicken at this "Love" thingy. I'm sorry. But I am.

But what if the person you love don't love you back? Doesn't that just scares you. Doesn't that makes you just want to give it all up. Maybe not to others, but maybe to me. I'm scared. Scared of betrayal. Scared of commitment. Scared of rejection. I'm a chicken when it comes to Love.



Gosh. I think school's getting harder day by day. Or is it just me? I cant seem to catch up on my workload. I feel as though my results are getting worse. The problems in school is getting harder and complicated to understand. That how stress I can get. It may seem easy and relaxing for some. But most definitely not for me. It sucks. Sometimes I feel as though I'm useless and slow. But sometimes I do make stupid decisions and sometimes I am slow. That's just me. I cant change that. I'm mentel too. Yes I am. I do admit. I've been like that since young. That's just my girly side coming out.


Well even though school has been a hard time on me. Im still loving every minute Im in class. The girls in class are the best. I fell in love each and everyone of them because they wore formal. They look so hot. I swear. Okay, that sounded lesbian. Gosh. NO! I just find what they wore nice. Really. Even the guys. The guys whom I thought wasnt hot in the first place, turns out to be Hot in formal wear. I felt like I was in prom with guys. Hhahahahah.

Went for Ignite. It was okay-lah. Fun but I prefer Jam & Hop. I love the music there. Ignite is mainly mosh-piting which I dont fancy doing. It hurts. I was in the moshpit for 2 minutes or so and I got hit on the head by someone's leg. Like hello! Do I look as though I'm a human punching bag. But going Ignite with my girls is fun! I love my weekends.

P/S: Good girls go bad.






Im sorry if I did not post other embarrassing pictures here! well you girls are still in my heart! okay well. this girls are my medicine whenever I go to school. They are my drugs. They make me high and happy every single day and make me forget about the stress or problems. They bring me joy and constantly keeping me company when Im at home or even after school.

The 1st picture are my darlinggs for CCC. The girl on the left is Nini, met her during the CCC orientation and then from there onwards we became close as hell. I love her to bits. She's my No. 1 person whom will make me crazy and dance like hell even though we're buildings apart and move while webcaming. The girl on the right is my best fren of 12 years. I've known for 12 years ever since primary school. Imagine that long being with her. All her perangais all I know. ahahha. And i do love her!

2np picture is the biggest bimbo I've ever met.( i mean it in a nice way). She's my bimbo. She's the blurrest and funniest and forgetful person Ive ever met. I thot I was worse. She's worser. BUt she bring joy and laughter to me.

3Rrd picture! I love this picture! These girls are the best girlfriends I met while being in RP. I swear! They are the most funniest, blurrest, craziest, most weird laughters and etc. girlfriends ever! They are constantly 24/7 laughing and making others laugh. They are the bomb. Even if anyone of us feels left out or sad or lonely. each and every one of us will know and sense it. So no Lies girls.
To Jas, Titi, Ain and Nisha. I love you girls and I dont wish to change class. I dont wish to be separated by you girls :)


Passion makes the world go round, love just makes it a safer place.


This isn't goodbye

It breaks my heart to see my friends feeling this way.
It breaks my heart because I cant do anything to help them.
It breaks my heart to see him around and pretend like as though we're nothing.
It breaks my heart to see this happening everyday.
It breaks my heart to see me breaking my mom's heart.
It breaks my heart that I don't have time for them.

woah. I feel nice letting it out. finally.


It breaks my heart.