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I'm kind of having an emotional swing lately. These post just pop into my head, amd I thought I could share it to the world. It might be a little girly, but well, I'm a girl after all. I'll get through this. This too shall past. It's just taking a while ;)

How To Love A Girl

How to love a girl:

1. Tell her how you admire her

2. Always tell her you love her at all times

3. When she's upset, hold her tight

4. Pick her over all the other girls you hang out with

5. Play with her hair

6. Pick her up, tickle her, amg wrestle with her

7. Tell her jokes

8. Bring her flowers just because

9. Hold her hands

10. Hold her hand and run

11. Throw pebbles at her windows at night

12. Let her fall asleep in your arms

13. Sing to her no matter how awful it sounds

14. Get her a little mad at you, and then kiss her

15. Give her piggy back rides

16. Push her on swings

17. Tell her she looks beautiful

18. When she's sad, stay on the phone with her, even if she's not saying a thing

19. Slow dance with her even if there isn't any music

20. Kiss her and run

And when you've fallen in love with her, tell her.

Apple on Trees

Girls

are like apples

on trees. The best ones

are at the top of the tree.

The boys don't want to reach

for the good ones because they

are afraid of falling and getting hurt.

Instead, they just get the rotten apples

from the ground that aren't as good

but easy. So the apples from at the top thinks

that something is wrong with them, when in 

reality, they're amazing. They just

have to wait for the right boy to

come along, the one whose

brave enough to

climb all

the way

to the top

of the tree.

 

Mind thought

I really wonder why people suddenly change after they get what they wanted. One day they are sweet, the other day they are not. One day they are here, the other day they are gone. One day they made you something special, the other day they made you worthless. One day they say they love you, the other day they don't care a single thing about you.

That's how ironic things are and people can be. Pretty fakes, perfect lies, beautiful mess. But it's still your choice to make, because you choose to get hurt when you choose to be in love.

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Someday we'll forget the hurt, the reason we cried, and who caused us pain. We will finally realized that the secret of being free is not revenge, but letting things unfold in their own way and time.

After all, what matters is not the first, but the last chapter of our life which shows how well we ran in the rain. So smile,  laugh, forgive, believe, and love all over again.

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I want someone I could go to, someone I can tell my secrets to. The one who won't judge me for the mistakes I've made, and the mistakes I will continue to make because they know that nobody is perfect.

I want someone who listens, not just hears. Someone who says good night, and pray to God they get the chance to say good morning. The one who knows my quirks and accepts it for who I am, who wipes my tears away.

I want someone who needs me.

I want someone who loves me.

The definition of LOVE

“I love you” means that I accept you for the person that you are, and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. 

It means that I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times. 

It means loving you even when you’re in a bad mood, or too tired to do the things I want to do. It means loving you when you’re down, not just when you’re fun to be with. 

“I love you” means that I know your deepest secrets and do not judge you for them, asking in return that you do not judge me for mine. 

It means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love you enough not to let go. 

It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly, and hoping you feel the same way for me.

Broken

When you lose someone, someone you love.

When they break your heart.

It’s the hardest thing you could ever go through.

And no matter how much time has passed, it never really goes away.

You may think you’re getting better, but then you get a flashback, or hear a song that reminds you of a memory, and it hits you all over again, all at once, like a stab in the chest.

You fall apart, for the hundredth time.

And you feel like you just want to crawl under a rock and never come out.

You love this person with all of your heart, even though you know you shouldn’t.

They hurt you worse than you’ve ever been hurt.

They stole your happiness.

But yet, you still want them, and only them.

Other people come along and give you chances to move on, but you know you don’t want to.

It upsets you that you might be moving on, because you promise you never would.

And even if they broke all their promises, you want to keep yours.

On top of that, you’re terrified.

Terrified of getting hurt again.

But it’s not like it matters anyway.

At the end of the day you’re still thinking about the person who has left you completely broken.

You don’t want to miss them anymore.

You don’t want to love them anymore.

But you know you always will.

Big-City life

When you live in a big city like I do, you need to put up with some sort of bad stuff.

Like polution, cigarrates, all those environmental problems.

And lifestyle, which big cities seems cool to other while actually it's NOT.

Some social jerks, who pretended to be a good friend of your then in all of a sudden the stab you from behind like it was no big deal.

Such a life, isn't it?

Talk about environment. Polution is one of the biggest environmental problem. Cigars, cars, factories, just to name a few.

Smokers, driven by our genes, they are simple selfish beings. Why? Because the didn't just kill themself with their cigar, but also people around them. Mostly their family. And to make it worse, slowly.

Cars. Big-city daily need. We just couldn't live without it. Thus it made polution to air really bad. We are probably used to it, but we never really realized how bad it is for out health, do we?

Factories also finished up with a huge dirt. The dirt went on to rivers and sea, and it really didn't work out. Boom! The rivers goes dark and smells. Not a nice one. At all.

Littering. I myself sometimes litter. It's just those times when I can't be bothered to walk to the bin, so I littler while I walked and pretended nothing happened. I'm not the only one in this universe who did that, so the world are filthy by now, I regretted.

Big-city lifestyle. Wake up in the morning. Grab anything on the table to eat, not to mention if it's nutritious or not, because you didn't even care. Leaving without saying bye. Then go to school unhesitatingly. After to school is done, you make your way to the central of the city. Have fun until it's late. Then go home sleepily. Your parents would probably be home by then, they would probably be asleep. Still, unhesitatingly you'll go to your rooms. And sleep, getting ready for another same rough day. It wasn't a sweet picture after all.

And watch out for the social jerks around you. They could be very friendly, very caring and very great, as great as a best friend could be. But it won't last a long time. Just wait until you find out that they are using you. You'll meet many of them. You need to be careful. Or you'll be very very sorry.

How do we handle all of this?

Reading it all, we couldn't possibly live like this. Or could we? Well, I could. But I live with fears. I spent my life trying to just deal with it, but I can't. But then I thought, I should've just start from myself. Then maybe I could change my family, and then my friends, and maybe someday the world will change. And now I'll try to change. I promise. Let's start like a newborn baby, and hopefully we'll be a better human being, living in a wonderful world :)

A Remake Show

Bonjour!


After a long break, I decided to remake my blog. I've read all the late post and thought it was not much than an old tales. So BOOM! I deleted all the post and start off as a new one.

I'll try to make it fun. But my definition of fun might be a bit different than yours. I'm a freak, you see. and that's about all. Enjoy!