@ 12:04 PM
a rainy morning.still suffering the aftermath of the chalet.
the surreal feeling is back.
nonetheless. my GPA for my entire year one is out.
okay, yes it is. those who have not gone to check, pls do.
eh, don start changing windows to myrp to find out.
stay with me a little while longer.
so here are the results of my year one in RP.
click on it to see a bigger view.
On a separate note;
Love's happy AND sad. It comes together in a package. Love dries your tears and make new ones all at the same time. It's pretty parodoxical. But once you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love. Just like how hardships bond friends together, disagreements make relationships stronger and all the more lasting. It lets you into your lover's world, and you explore their inner-most feelings. You understand him/her better and learn to treat each other a lil' more better...and love each other a lil' more better too :) Love is about differences to begin with. That's why opposites attract :)
I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you
Whenever a love fails, we blame each other of the pain he/she is willing to let you go through. However, caught up in our own pain, we fail to realise that actually both parties are equally as confused and hurt as you do. So I don't really think we should actually blame anyone when a relationship fails, even if everybody says that one of them is a bastard. You like that someone even if you know of his flaws and his bastard behaviours to begin with. You see something special in him, something that's beyond his imperfection. Love's not blind though. It just enables one to see things others fail to see. So, noone should be at fault when love crumbles.
in short my definition of love would come something like this; Love is when one person knows all of your secrets... your deepest, darkest, most dreadful secrets of which no one else in the world knows... and yet in the end, that one person does not think any less of you; even if the rest of the world does.
gg back to my blankets. its holy cow cold out here.
I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you
Whenever a love fails, we blame each other of the pain he/she is willing to let you go through. However, caught up in our own pain, we fail to realise that actually both parties are equally as confused and hurt as you do. So I don't really think we should actually blame anyone when a relationship fails, even if everybody says that one of them is a bastard. You like that someone even if you know of his flaws and his bastard behaviours to begin with. You see something special in him, something that's beyond his imperfection. Love's not blind though. It just enables one to see things others fail to see. So, noone should be at fault when love crumbles.
in short my definition of love would come something like this; Love is when one person knows all of your secrets... your deepest, darkest, most dreadful secrets of which no one else in the world knows... and yet in the end, that one person does not think any less of you; even if the rest of the world does.
gg back to my blankets. its holy cow cold out here.