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My heart only ever had one thought, one want. One need. Despite all, in spite of all...All my heart has ever wanted is you.

 I have everything, anything. Then...what have you done to me? Now that all my heart has ever wanted is you. 

Time spent with anyone and anything else can never be compared to time spent with you.

What is it about you that makes you the centre of my universe? And I can never change that again. No matter how hurtful words can be, or how much tears I will cry, nothing makes me go away.

Not this time. 

Inspiring

“There will be hundreds of people out there with your same degree; there will be thousands of people doing what you want to do for a living. But you will be the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on a bus, or in a car, or at the computer. Not just the life of your minds, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank account, but your soul. People don’t talk about the soul very much anymore. It’s so much easier to write a resume than to craft a spirit. But a resume is a cold comfort on a winter night, or when you’re sad, or broke, or lonely, or when you’ve gotten back the test results and they’re not so good. So here is what I wanted to tell you today:

Get a life. A real life, not a manic pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger paycheck, the larger house. Do you think you’d care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysm one afternoon, or found a lump in your breast? Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze over Seaside Heights, a life in which you stop and watch how a red-tailed hawk circles over the water gap or the way a baby scowls with concentration when she tries to pick up a cheerio with her thumb and first finger. Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Each time you look at your diploma, remember that you are still a student, still learning how to best treasure your connection to others. Pick up the phone. Send an e-mail. Write a letter. Kiss your Mom. Hug your Dad. Get a life in which you are generous. Look around at the azaleas in the suburban neighborhood where you grew up; look at a full moon hanging silver in a black, black sky on a cold night. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Once in a while take money you would have spent on beers and give it to charity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister. All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good, too, then doing well will never be enough.” 

I need you more than you'd ever know.

Have you

Have you ever felt so depressed that you just want to end your life right here? I do, right now. If I had the courage to end my life, I would have died by now. I have tried before... so don't push it. I beg you. I just want to be pampered like any normal girl.

I wonder

If I were to get into local uni, will I be happier? I would make my parents proud. I would be more proud of myself but I wouldn't be happier. I wouldn't have met my group of close friends and I wouldn't have met him. 

So what if I did get into local uni? Would I be doing the things I love? When I graduate, would I be loving my job? Or so what if I enroll into Laselle after my A's and learn graphic designing or fashion? Would all that make me mightier, more sophisticated? 

YOLO. Of course we only live once. It's silly fact that people emphasize just to give excuses to do silly things. In fact we die every second, we lose a bit of our lives each time we breathe. But what would we all do if we have the capabilities to do anything we want? (Instead of using yolo as an excuse) What if there's no society pressure with the necessary degrees and qualifications? What if money is never a problem? Would we do better if we just follow our hearts and do what we love? 

I think so. 

We would have spent every second of our lives happier than what we are doing now.

Being happy isn't about everything, I know that. Everyone has their own goals, eventually, even if you don't have one yet. But being happy is a goal that many has, and that proves that happiness is pretty hard to achieve. If you have a goal and that is to be happy, then do what you love. Step up and solve your problems, talk it out and move on. Deal with obstacles and settle with what makes you contented. If you feel like crying, go ahead. Whatever that makes you feel better.

As for me, I would start by appreciating what I have right now.

Why hurry to our death?

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                                           It's all too easy to figure out what happened today. 

                                                         I can do this shit, I know I can.

Piglet in Boots

Hey there, how's your Sunday? 

I saw this joke in a magazine which my mum brought home today-

"When my son was in second grade, his teacher informed me that for an assignment, he had written that his father was his hero because 'he satisfies my mom in the bathroom.' When the teacher asked for clarification, my son explained that his dad brought home magazines so I could read in the bathroom. And yes, she asked him to redo the assignment."-magazine reader

HAHAHA isn't the kid adorably innocent.

I saw this as well-

Interviews Pink;

Pink: I get easily bruised.

Magazine interviewer: Why?

Pink: I've always felt like an underdog, and I'm comfortable with that label...(But) It's good that a girl like me can get a beauty contract.

Magazine interviewer: What do you mean, "a girl like me?"

Pink: Well, I was always considered butch. So "a girl like me" is someone who doesn't rest on her looks, who has people tell me from day one, " You're never going to get magazine covers because you're not pretty enough." I'm totally comfortable with that. I know my strong points: I work hard, I have talent, I am funny, and I'm a good person.

Magazine interviewer: So what makes you feel beautiful?

Pink: Feeling beautiful to me is when I feel good in my leather pants and my husband grabs my ass. Or when I'm sitting on a mat and my daughter runs to me with complete joy. Beautiful has never been my goal. Joy is my goal-to feel healthy and strong and powerful and useful and engaged and intelligent and in love. It's about joy. And there's such joy now.

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On a side note...

I just found out from the magazine that March 1 is National Pig Day.

I found it just by googling "Piglet in Boots"

I admit;

It's kinda cute.