He said, you've got to love yourself - J.Mraz

It's Friday once more. I always love Friday cos' Friday night seems long whether I'm working the next day or not.

Love. Whether love finds me or I find love, it matters little to me now. Not that there's a protocol about it.
If a situation like today must come, I only regret it has not been earlier.
25 years old may not be old but I wish I could start off much a few years younger IF a day like today should come.

Living. Life's about living and should not be defined by age. Unfortunately the human cult doesn't resist that. We always think that we should act like what's expected of our age.

I am alot less disillusioned about love. I guess I am just pretty worn up and what does it matter whose fault it is? If you can't forgive the past, won't try to do anything to salvage the present, there's no future to talk about.
I can only be wistful about it but it's not something I can do it alone. I am not in my own relationship and certainly not chasing after it anymore.

I am (trying) to more enthusiastic about living, trying to resist what most citi-dwellers are teaching the world today.
Yes it is good to marry young, to earn and afford the materials, to get your degree, to pay for your own home and have kids before you push 30. This is the culture and it seriously won't be wrong to follow.
But I want to believe that there's is more than life than following what should be done. I know it is only the realistic is calling but I feel that before I kick my bucket one day, I wanna know I had led a life that I am content with...Not something that I am following blindly.

I am still a confused soul but I hope to do better with each passing day.

Good night, fellas.

Ps..I really thought to change my blogsite. Had enough of this blind meow. When I changed, I would inform the necessary.

It's about time.