Tuesday, January 27, 2009


If you could ask God one question

What would it be?

Mine would be "Do You really love me?"

You can watch this video if you like. The questions really struck me.

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Thursday, January 15, 2009

Considering to apply for Phd

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Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Define L-O-V-E

What is love for you, Nia?
A good friend of mine asked.

It is a good question. Shakespeare, too, was trying to figure that out.

They do not love that do not show their love.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

He wrote.

But, how would you define love in a not-Shakespeare term?

Falling in love likes liking something or someone, and you cannot get enough of it. You want more, more and more.

It is for me.

It is like when you say “I love chocolate!

You so love it that you cannot get enough of it. You cannot resist the temptation to have more, more, and more.

Whatever form it may possess, you still love it! Whether it is small, big; beautifully wrapped or just a big, ugly chunk of it. You just gonna love it!

It is how I define love.

You start falling in love with someone. You cannot stop thinking about him. You cannot stop wanting to meet him. You just met, but you want to meet again. You just had dinner, but you so need to call him before you go to bed.

You cannot get enough of him.

You want to see him. You want to hear his voice. You want to meet him. You want to get a grip of his hand, even though they are the same five-fingers hands all the time, yes, you want to hold these hands like, forever!

Call me childish, but isn’t love so beautifully childish?

And another good thing of being falling in love is it lasts forever!

Another friend perceives love as home.
Yes, a home!

Everywhere you go, anywhere you go; you will go back to a home. Wherever it is, isn’t it? It could be your hometown. It could be your second hometown. It could be anywhere!

But a real home is where your beloved one is.

It doesn’t matter when time is rough. It doesn’t matter when the storm strike, because you are home, with the one you love the most.

I agree. I approve her definition of love.

Refer to what my friend asked earlier “what is love for you, Nia?

I guess, these are my definitions.

Does yours the same? Or even better?

Let’s fall in love!

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