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Monday, May 5, 2008

I am soo disappointed in myself. My posts have not been as lengthy as what is expected of me. *Tsk, tsk!* The stupid brand new computer is making stupid noises, I swear I am going to throw it down and stamp on it or burn it and blow it into pieces. ( Ignore the lameness of that particular statement, I am just frustrated.) Aargh, stop that bloody noise , you bloody thing!

Anyways, I should just ignore that damn annoying noise,( but I am gritting my teeth when I am writing this down.) What is love actually? I seriously think that the word has lost its sacred meaning. I mean, how can you find true love once, dump him and then find true love again? Isnt that what is happening in today's society? Is it really love or is it just plain lust?I really think that it is the latter. I mean, come on, if you truly love someone, you will be willing to wait your whole life to make love with that person. But, nowadays sex is like something that is entirely ordinary instead of being that cleansing, pure thing that is the union of two souls when they know they will become one. It is the purity of it that used to create a new life, born out of love, understanding and unity. Nowadays, the meaning of these words gets a big huh? to it. Teenagers have sex when they are sixteen and then they go and abort their child. That is like the destruction of a life and though I may be a blue blooded science student, I truly believe that the act of creation and destruction solely belongs to that of God.

The other day, I was talking about the world's greatest debate that has existed as long as this world has existed with Keith. The never ending argument as to who created us? God or the mere accident that scientists pride themselves of discovering? Opinions will differ and as what I have mentioned before, I am never one to force my views on to others. I believe that there is a God but with the help of Science, we will be able to get closer to the almighty. I know that Science destroys too but isnt that the actions of Mankind? As long as there are people in this world who have their moral grounds firmly planted to the ground, Science will be able to prevail in its journey to help cure and aid, instead of destroy. I seriously believe that.

I have sooo obviously gotten off the track here. I was talking about true love. How does one know if he or she is the one? The only two couples I know who are with their true soul mates are my dear parents and Sheela sitti and Brad uncle. Does your heart tell you that he is the one? Or is it something that happens over time? It is such a complex feeling and I wanna get to the bottom of it.

I heard this the other day and I think it has real, great meaning.

"Man can learn to do everything but he hasn't learnt to be a man yet".



the world will turn WILD.
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