My world is filled with fantastic companions.
I blog for myself to read and not to entertain others but it's publicly opened to everyone.
Half knowledge is worse than ignorance. - Thomas B. Macaulay / Tuesday, August 4, 2009 @ 4:54:00 PM
Recently I've been hanging this thought in my mind: Why do people want to be in love?
I've been reflecting upon it these few days and I thought of many reasons to this question.
- They want an experience.
- They can't resist temptation.
- They don't want to lose the person they love.
- They are desperate.
- They feel lonely so they need a companion.
- They want to be the same as most of their friends.
- They want to feel proud that they are in love.
But none of these reason can satisfy my thought. It doesn't make any sense anyways. I've been trying to unhook this thought out of my mind. But why isit still hanging in my mind? It's because my classroom is polluted with the word "love". Some people thinks that I don't know what is happening around me because I'm a pure daydreamer. Indeed I do daydream, but I've got eyes & ears.
This is a fact; I'm never once emo in my life. Staying happy is a bliss, isn't it? I can go really crazy at times. I can go really quiet at times too! I doubt anyone ever knows when I'm sad though. When I'm happy, I'll just go round telling people that I'm happy. When I'm sad, I don't bother doing anything. The only reason I'm happy is because of my friends. They are the ones who make me happy! That's why I can't live without friends in my life. Who can anyways?
Recently I've been hanging this thought in my mind: Why do people want to be in love?
I've been reflecting upon it these few days and I thought of many reasons to this question.
- They want an experience.
- They can't resist temptation.
- They don't want to lose the person they love.
- They are desperate.
- They feel lonely so they need a companion.
- They want to be the same as most of their friends.
- They want to feel proud that they are in love.
But none of these reason can satisfy my thought. It doesn't make any sense anyways. I've been trying to unhook this thought out of my mind. But why isit still hanging in my mind? It's because my classroom is polluted with the word "love". Some people thinks that I don't know what is happening around me because I'm a pure daydreamer. Indeed I do daydream, but I've got eyes & ears.
This is a fact; I'm never once emo in my life. Staying happy is a bliss, isn't it? I can go really crazy at times. I can go really quiet at times too! I doubt anyone ever knows when I'm sad though. When I'm happy, I'll just go round telling people that I'm happy. When I'm sad, I don't bother doing anything. The only reason I'm happy is because of my friends. They are the ones who make me happy! That's why I can't live without friends in my life. Who can anyways?
