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If you think I'm one uncontrollable creature, you are more than right.

I have weird way of thinking that can really make you raise one of your eyebrows.

I am forgiving, but once I forgive I also totally forget about it. I can even forget about who you are totally. It happened.

I am very suicidal in my thought, but thank God that I never actually dared to commit anything (yet).

I am spontaneous. I do what I like to do. I cry whenever I feel like crying. I laugh out loud whenever I feel like doing so. But no worries, I won't cause harm to anyone because I'll either cry myself in the ladies' or cry myself to sleep.

I am a very chinchai person, even when you're not like that to me. I think the world has enough chaos already that I don't need to fight over the smallest matter in this world, eventhough when I am right. I don't wanna get myself into children's troubles, just that's it.

I'm a quirkyalone, actually. I can't see a point yet why at some point in life people get married (and some even get divorced!) Okay, marriage legalizes you to have sex with your partners, legalizes you to use your wives/husbands to do the house chores, legalizes you to breastfeed a kid in the public, legalizes you to buy condom at 7-11, but think about it again. Without marriage, where's the sin of doing all those things actually? Why should only a marriage legalize all those things? I can't see a point yet.

I have a brain that can't stop singing, even when I'm quarreling with someone! Fuck! That's fucking irritating sometime. When I quarreled with someone, my mind could even sing "Whyyyy does the sunn go on shininggggg" How fucking beautiful. All thanks to my mom's heavy musical blood. Haha.

I have friends that come and go. I don't mind that because I don't think that I actually need so many in my life. I have several very goodfriends already. If I had many of them, I wouldn't have time to cherish all of them would I. And I'm thankful that everytime I fall, they're always there. Despite anything.

I believe in love. Love for me is both bliss and grief. Bliss is when knowing that person is loving you as the same amount as you do or even more than yours. Grief is knowing that person doesn't appreciate whatever things that you do for him/her. Even the smallest thing like always preparing hot chocolate for them. I guess the problem with most of the people is, whenever their partners do even just little mistakes, they tend to let the little mistakes overshadow all the good things that they'd done to them before. To me, that's just sad because you don't get people to love you all the time.

I like working. But I don't like working to be my life. Reasons to work are many; money, future, fame, family, loved ones, this and that, but rethink! If because of work, your loved ones suffer, it's pointless even if you buy them mansions. Everyone needs love and surprises.

I love family, but I don't rely much on them. In fact, I hate to rely on anyone for too much. We're all humans. At some point in life we'll disappoint those we love, at some point we'll also get disappointed by those we love. So. Not that I'm saying I'm restricting myself to fall my back on them, no. It's more like whenever I rely on them, I always prepare for the worst to come at the same time. That cuts down my relief a little bit, but that's alright. As I said, we're all humans, and we're all flawed.

I don't believe love stories in the movies/fairytales ever exist. Those are just imaginations.

Pretty girls and handsome hunks attract me. A lot. But only my eyes are attracted. It's hard for me to accept anyone in my life, eventhough you're rich or good-looking. Really, those don't buy me. (In fact, you could see some examples in my life, some really good people that I call friends in my life. Look at how they look like. No, I'm just kidding!) Beauty comes only from the heart. I feel sympathetic to those who fall for someone only for the $$ or for the outlooks. Even if he/she is rich, I think what matters most is whether he/she is giving when you're in need. Even if he/she is good-looking, I think what matters most is what that comes from the heart. Beauty is in the heart of the beholder (to me).

Money. Everyone loves money. Everyone's after it in life. That's alright, that's very humane, but never ever let money overrule your life. You say you won't but you will not know.

Never say never. Don't promise anyone anything.

I hate to live based on revenge. Love isn't love when there's revenge involved.

Life is to love and beloved, don't you think? And in this case I don't mean only by your partners. Love in this case is universal. Love your job. Love your friends. Love your environments. Love your food. Love your parents. Love your siblings. Love your money. Love everything. Wouldn't it be nice if the world were everyday valentine?

What goes around, comes around.

I love life, but sometime I can get really tired of it. There are times when I really feel like injecting myself euthanasia and never wake up. Never ever again. There are times when I feel like yuhu! Live life to the max! Plug the mp3 player on your ears, dance, run, jump during the springtime.

But that's life.

(Limsy's song recommendation kills me. I'm so immersed into them now. Haha)