Love is...

I always tell my friends, or anyone whom I came across who questions about love. Perhaps I am a science person, I came across articles on the science of love.

It says, scienctist has found that love is controlled by a certain release of chemical in the brain. It was defined that when these chemicals are released, you are deeply in love, the love bud are deeply rooted in your heart, the passion of the clicks.

It was said that these chemical will stop its release at around 3 months since it started, and that is the time where so-called 'love' stops. Commitment, trust, responsibity comes in and play a big part.

Then from another source, a TV drama, it says that the chemicals will last for at least a few months, then it will stop production when it is reaching 2-4 years max. It was explained that these chemicals are responsible for blinding you in love, blinding you from every single flaws on the person you are in love with has, and hallucinate you with a perfect person. As the chemical starts reducing, flaws are getting more visible, thus arguments come in. And all other consequences.

Bla. Is love just this? Or this are the way out of the love problem for those who dare not to face 'love', or the other significant half, or the relationship?

I talked to a good friend, after I told him this, he said, "I think these are bullshits." Wow. What a statement. he has his own perception on love, which I think is a breakthrough for me. Even though it happened without me realizing it, but it somehow awaken me from being fooled, by whoever it is.

To him,

love is about 2 person who accepts one another, respects one another, and try their best to fulfill each other's expectation.

Yea, we have been doing all these to whom we love, but was it done vice-verca? Point to ponder.

A simple sentence to represent love. Yes, it is just as simple as that. Love grows when these are worked upon. No, it is not a deal, but merely a guideline on how love should be. Why do arguments happen? Misunderstanding. Unmet expectations. What provoke stress? Misunderstanding. Unmet expectations. Perhaps these should be reviewed when you face some problems with love next time. It might help.

Choices

Choices is perhaps one of the most stressful word humans come across. Whatever we do, we will have to choose.

Recently I have been wandering if I have chosen the right thing, and those choices are of a big deal. My course of study, and some personal things.

I could not say that I have comtemplated about them lying on my bed, because that is so not me. But at times, these choices came across my mind. New inputs coming into my life which I particularly liked them. Perhaps I got that passion from my past life, but I have not been working on them.

Chances found their way to me. Should I take it or leave it? But I have commitments, I could not just take it and break those commitments, but I can't bear to let those chances slipped away.

Choices. *laughs weakly, sighs*

Funny toes, shocked young couple

I moving towards the long escalator moving down to the ground floor from the LRT platform in KL Sentral. I felt someone pushing me from behind when I was just about to step on the escalator. A girl slipped through my back and stood next to me on the platform of the escalator. She was in a hurry, and rushed down the escalator.

I noticed her toes. She was wearing those slipper-like sandal with a tiny high-heel. Perhaps it was genes, her second and middle toes was sticked together at the lower segment, then branch out the two toes at the upper segment. So it was like it is forming a 'Y'. Interesting. She then rushed down the escalator and was gone for good.

I was on my way to the KTM after I pay my water bills, I saw a security guard escorting a young couple. He was ushering them to the guards room or the management room. I guess they were caught smooching in public. Naughty young couple. Hope they are fine.

Journal of the Day

Rain was almost ending when my class finished at 4pm. Drizzling a little here and there. I packed all my books in my backpack, getting ready to go home. I put on my sweater, covering a book which I borrowed from the library, and walked towards the LRT station.

Halfway to the train station, it rained again. I sighed, but I was lucky because I was underneath of the high-raised railway track. I reached for the foldable umbrella in my backpack, extended it, sheltered myself in the rain.

It was only a few minutes more walk to the station. When I reached the station, I saw two girls trying to run over to a bus stop not far away from the station. After I walk past them, I suddenly thought of helping them. Then I thought, should I help them? How? I did not know what to do, so I just continue my steps.

It took me sometime to reach home. The journey home is tiring, especially with all the books I borrowed. Three of them to be exact. I dosed off on the train to Kepong, as always, provided if I get a seat.

When I reach Kepong KTM station, the rain have not stop yet. I took out my umbrella again, stuffed the book I was holding all the way into my backpack, and walked home with the backpack in front of me. Reason: to avoid rain wetting my backpack, and it require much less energy to carry it.

Same thing happened again. There was this two girls stopped at a shelter and they were deciding whether to run through the rain to their car. I thought, this is the time, I shall try to offer help. They were reluctant to accept my help. Perhaps they are afraid of me. Sweat. I am not scary, am I?

Oh well, I just walked home after that. No turning back. Hope those girls are not sick for not accepting my offer to help.

Neways, I have got a test on DSP tomorrow. Digital Signal Processing. 9am. So damn early. Btw, my classes are 9am everyday. To some extends, it sucks. I am going to study for DSP now. Wish me luck! *hugz*

PS: Umbrella in Britain is known as Brolly. I just found that out. Haha.. Thanks Gor!