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Sunday, January 16, 2011
Nothing I do is ever good enough for you. @ 3:05 PM

Hi, rushing for tuition in less than an hour's time. Plus I haven't did my tuition homework, again.
Opps, k whatever :P Will be back to edit this post around.. 9pm? Love you guys, bye :)


Back again. I know I'm a little late but better late than never :)
I was gonna do the suicide views post but I'm on a tight schedule D:
So I'll talk about something else. I just watched my sister's keeper, it got me crying like mad.

True love. Gillian and me were discussing about it the other day, and we were debating over whether there is such thing as true love. I said no, Gillian didn't agree. She believed in true love.
What is true love? Can it exist? I don't know. She says I'm just afraid to believe that true love exists in the world, I told her, maybe she was afraid to believe it doesn't.

So I watched the sister's keeper, and it made me think of our conversation. And suddenly, I felt that true love maybe could actually exist. Then it hit me. My sister's keeper is a fiction story.
Fiction story equates to lies, making up stuff. Meaning it isn't true.

But seriously, I really wonder if there is such thing as true love in this world. Can true love really exist? Humans were born to be selfish. Everyone is selfish, including myself. I cannot deny this fact.
Can a person really give everything and anything to the one he/she loves? In my life, no.
No one has yet to show me any form of true love. Whether it is a family form, a friendship form, or a relationship form. So I simply can't believe it exists.

Even to the people around me. All I see is hurt. Although they may be on good terms with their family, lovers, friends, but how long can it last? Who's to say that friendship won't drift, or that lovers will never part, or families can't be abandoned. All I see, are fights, hate, pain. For me, everyone leaves, and I'm really tired of waiting for the one who won't, if he or she even exists.

I'm not in the position to tell anyone what true love is, but think about it. In your life, do you have anyone you are willing to die for? That you love with all your heart? And I don't mean a ah-lian/ah-beng relationship that never goes past a few months. Can you imagine someone you can spend the rest of your life with? Or is everything just going to drift away?

I don't believe in love anymore. Because I think it's a endless wait. The more you love, the more you hurt. So I gave up. All I'm going to do, is have fun, and just cherish the time I have. People can leave. So what? People leave people everyday. Get used to it. I won't believe true love exists until I see it with my own eyes. Which will probably never happen, because it doesn't exist. LOL.

I feel like "love" is just a way to use someone else so one doesn't have to deal with loneliness. Two people just get together to use each other for their own benefits. For example, you give a gift to someone else, you would expect a gift back in return. That isn't love. Love isn't expectations. Unconditional love is true love. Which I doubt can exist in a world like ours. Simply because our world is pretty fucked up, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, it's just my opinion, just saying. Gotta go, plenty of undone work, bless my soul. ROFL.
Ps, Andy opening cafe, then he invited me go opening -honoured- SO EXCITED :D





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