point of futility

I deleted my first blog in friendster, but I copied all of my works here.

Unrequited love
April 28th, 2008 by breedingground4hate

Unrequited love is love
that is not reciprocated, even though reciprocation is usually deeply
desired. The beloved may not even be aware of this person’s deep
feelings for them. This can lead to feelings such as depression,low self-esteem,anxiety, and rapid mood swings between depression and euphoria. Being such a universal feeling, it has naturally been a frequent subject in popular culture.- from wikipedia

hmmm…rapid moods swings..—-to be continued…

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My Happiness
Once again,I was surfing the net and saw this: (my boss is not here…so SURFS UP)

You know what happiness is? It’s waking up in the middle of the night,
shifting blankets and feeling the heat of the person next to you. You
turn around and you see that person in his/her most innocent state. You
smile, kiss the face gently so as not to awake that person. You turn
around and a grin forms on your face. Then, you feel an arm wrapped
around your waist, and you know it doesn’t get any better than this.

Cheessy noh?but true…

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My Sacrifice
March 26th, 2008 by breedingground4hate

When I was browsing the internet for love quotes from Smallville, I found this quote:

Love changes you. The way you act,
the way you think, the way you decide. Sometimes, you even go against
your principles and beliefs in life. Loving doesn’t always mean you’ll
be happy. But you will soon realize that it is better if the person you
love would be happy with someone else, than  lonely  with you. That’s what you call sacrifice.

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The Guitar
February 13th, 2008 by breedingground4hate

In my second year of high school,
my dad bought me my very first guitar. I am surprised to see the guitar because
before he bought it, we had a little argument.

I remember when we don’t have
enough money for daily expenses, me and dad met at the stairs, I told him to
sell the guitar so we’ll have money. I don’t remember what he told me. All I
remember is he hugged me and I cried.

In the year 2007, my boyfriend
notices that the bridge is breaking apart while he was changing the
strings.

I don’t know if it’s coincidental
but that same year, my dad left us. He had an accident in Nigeria where their ship was on fire.

Up to now I am not able to play the
guitar that he bought me. Like him, I will not be able to hug or kiss him
forever…

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