Monday, August 20, 2007
♥ Monday, August 20, 2007
It's been a long time.
Stop complaining already.
I had a movie marathon today. Went to watch rush hour with Daniel and then watched Monster in law at home with yingting, and I'm rewatching How to lose a guy in ten days for the EIGHTH time. Man I love that movie.
You know, I have this urge to write about stuff that I don't usually write about, but I'm too sleepy.
But I have two questions. Not to anybody in particular, but rather to everybody.
A friend (HAHA, HELLO YOU!) asked me this a while back:
How do you when you're in love?
And you know something? I couldn't answer that. Not that I was totally speechless and everything, but I kind of had to think. It's different from the things people usually ask me, because the issues they ask me about are really - there are answers, if you think about it, actually. But it's different with love, I guess.
I think - and this is purely THOUGHT - that it's when you feel like you're swept off your feet. You know, that feeling? You feel something sweet lingering in your blood that doesn't let it boil when someone provokes you, or something warm and fuzzy gets shot into your veins? Like you suddenly get rid of the chills that get sent up your spine during the times where the wind is too cold, or the house is too empty, or when fireworks mean plainly burning metal.
And instead, you find a warm hand that embraces you, brings warmth to your frozen skin; a breeze bringing the scents of spring into your nose; a roof too safe, too valuable to you; fireworks melting your heart with their beauty and for all they hold for - celebration.
Celebration of regardless what it is - regaining, losing, learning, loving.
Actually, I don't know. I could be totally crushing over this guy and I won't even know. But then again, I guess that's how it works, and what makes it so special.
No, I don't think I want to write another essay as long as simmy's on love, please, no.
The other question's about the same issue, pardon me for a while more:
Will we ever find that someone?
I definitely think that there's someone out there for everybody - it's a matter of whether we've found it yet. I mean, really. Call me a hopeless romantic, but I don't mind, actually :D
Sigh. You shall all think about the questions I asked and yeah, I don't mind anyone preaching about love, just don't give me a two thousand word essay - that I cannot forgive, please.
I'm just taking a break from everything. I don't think I should be doing anything important this weekend. I mean, if we're living beings, then maybe we shouldn't be too preoccupied with things like schoolwork or tuition or anything like that. Does it really give you happiness? For some people, maybe, but I guess not. What's most important, like in the rights' theory, is the pursuit of happiness :D
Oh yes big bwother I spelt it correctly and yes I love philo (except for the part about freedom of speech, doesn't make any sense, and of course the part about the written paper on euthanasia, no jessica snap out of it stop, god)
And my math paper will be dead. Dead I tell you dead. Ms Long is gonna cut my throat.
I love English! I want to be an English teacher!
Okay enough of random things. I'll call it a night.
Bonne Nuit, everybody.
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