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    Monday, September 19, 2005

    I never understood before. I never knew what love was for. Although 2005 has not come to an end, I think I can safely conclude that it has been a pretty rough year for most of us. Worldly matters like Hurricane Katrina, bird flu, dengue cases and plane crashes aside, let us for once, look into the most trivial of things. Let us look into ourselves and the wounds that were never really healed and are possibly still fresh. I never knew that something as pure and innocent as love has the capacity to cause much harm. I never knew the chaos and hurt it could inflict on someone. 2005 saw a series of brokenheart and unfortunate incidents not only for me but for friends dear to me and even mere acquaintances.

    Gossips on tabloid spread like wildfire, the frequency of people dumping, getting dumped, traumatised because of a stupid heartache is somewhat the likes of it. (Not quite sure if it made sense but what the hell) But I urge you, my fellow compadres, to pick yourself up and the pieces of your shattered hopes and dreams. If you always fall in love and end up hurting yourself, then why bother falling? Is it that thrilling? There are other nice things to fall into, you know...

    Like into the arms of Jude Law and falling in chocolate. Pretty orgasmic. ha ha ha.

    By the way, I was singing that Kau Pergi Jua song earlier this evening and when I heard that Azmir sing it on Anugerah, I find myself in love with that song all over again. I'm a sucker for old songs.

    Kwinella @ 10:20 PM!