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Thursday, September 9
she said it right
is it me, or does avril have an uncanny knack of saying things so aptly?
hahaha. thats my new favourite song, by the way. its an odd favourite song, cos it can make me cry! haha. but well. love it anyway.
been thinking. (yes...)
why are there so many sad, tragic love stories out there?
why is it always typically "he left me.."; "he didn;t feel the same way.."; "he fancies someone else.."?
yes, true, in most movies, there's always a happy ending. ugh. how totally untrue. i have to admit, after a whole series of Meteor Garden, i was actually living with some delusions for a few weeks. but that's over anyway. :P
when i mean out there, i mean in the real, teenage, hormone-driven world. (or about as real as it can get anyhow)
i find it so odd that so many people find themselves suffering for love. (myself inculded? hahah. maybe maybe.) isn't love supposed involve feeling happy etc.? evidently that's not all to it.
so the question: is it worth it to, so we say, suffer for love? excuse the dramatism; get to the main point. is this suffering all self-inflicted in a way? we can choose to give up, we can choose to let go, we can choose to move on. why don;t we? could we carefully refrain from heartaches til we're adults, til we have better things to worry about? (like what.. money? ridiculous, but sadly true.)
ok, in what i know is a horribly naive hypothetical sitatuation, let's assume these sappy love stories only occur in our teenage years. (adults, you may take this as a compliment if you wish :) would you, then, dodge Cupid's flying arrows all the way til you're, say, 40? or would you, (as i think i would) accept the love package - pain, joy, comfort, heartache, security, fragility and all?
and hey, i think i just answered my question.
we don;t choose to suffer for love, we choose love.
in that, comes the entire package. all or nothing, in other words.
still the question remains on why it seems that there seems to be a greater percentage of heartache in that elusive lil package called love.
ok, not for everyone, i admit. (for those who find that they do not understand a single word i've said - "what? heartache? huh?" - stop scratching your head and start thanking your gf/bf) still, i think theres a fine line between suffering for love and actually holding on too tight. that is what i call self-inflicted suffering. (again, me?) and that, obviously, cannot be very good.
so, basically, for lack of a better conclusion, if you think you're a S.F.L, (Sufferer For Love.. or Sucker..?) well, think about which side of the line you're on yea? it just might ease you alotta pain. in the long run, at least. (ooo econs. argh.)
well ok i'm done, S.F.L. (So long. Farewell. Later.)