Contrary to my disappointments to my future plans; the little good things in life.
I admit it, I sound like a hater in my blog. In an emotional wreck all the time, fighting mood swings, and it seems like I've got this "Fuck the World" mentality.
But let me just tell you, that's only half true.
True, I hate practically half my class and three-fourths my school. Not that I'm any better, because I'm not, but they disgust me with their inability to speak of things that matter. Okay, the little things that matter to me are absolutely ridiculous, I know that. But it's mine and it makes me happy, right?
Yeah, my blogs are all about the "hell" I'm dealing with and it may sound stupid to others, but we're all different, yet all the same. Just with different internal wars we're fighting. And to each our own, we think it's the hardest thing we have to struggle through.
Yep, I hate this, I hate that. Fuck this, fuck that.
What're the good things in life, in my life?
I love the rain, I love the little drops of water it leaves on my windows. I love lightening and thunder storms, they fascinate me. I love the cold, I love being cold, yet still warm. I love bookstores, I am able to experience another person's life. I love coffee, the caffeine keeps me awake and the smell is delightful. I love bicycles, they simply make me happy. I love sleepless cities, they're a bit of everything. I love Seoul, Korea; they make dreams come true. I love rainy cities, they are both sad and happy all at once. I love vespas, simply because they're almost like bicycles but easier to ride. I love cats, Momo and every other cat in this world. I love staying up until dawn, it gives me time for myself. I love conversations after 10PM, it's a good sentimentality. I love my best friends, we are goofy yet serious in ways indescribable. I love my friends, we are all goof balls. I love music, more than anything. I love my grandma, she tells me "This was made out of love," whenever she cooks for me. I love talking, I can tell stories. I love listening, I can hear stories. I love laughing, it's got a sense of peace into it. I love imagining, I'm allowed into another world. I love the Audi r8, TT, A4, they're not little, but they are the only cars I love. I love blogspot, it's always there for my hands to type away. I love, I love, I love.
I am a lover, not a fighter.
In next years time, there is only one place I belong, and I don't know how to get there.
