I like living my life sometimes. It boils down to attitude, I guess. I know some say their faith in god, their beliefs will get them through, and I respect that, but that's not how I view my world.

Why is it MY world, and not THE world? Because we each have different lives, our world is different, what influences me doesn't necessarily influence you.

I like my life. I know how sometimes things go wrong, say like my internet acts up, or say, money becomes difficult, or falling sick. I know how sometimes, the one you like doesn't like you, or how your scores disappoint you.

But I've learned that, we shouldn't let it bother us. I know it sounds so... idealistic, but strangely I've grown to be able to remain idealistic despite my cynical, skeptical nature. It's like I have 2 parts to me, and I think that makes me happy.

If life doesn't go your way, laugh and try something else. I guess when you feel like a stray leaf, blown wherever the wind takes you, there's less pressure.

I guess it's a quality that's useful at times, to be stubborn and hardheaded, but I feel that we only can guide, but cannot force. And if inevitably it's not meant to be, let it be. As a person we are only navigators and captains of a ship, where the wind takes us, is fate's call.

It sounds fatalistic, and similar to a blind belief in god, but I don't ask why when things don't go our way. I guess when you don't want something too much, and have the willingness to let go, it doesn't hurt anymore.

I believe happiness is not in having things, but in the ability to lose them. The more you are willing to lose them, the happier you can be, because I feel these things hold you, and makes a person feel bound, stressed, and tied.

The feeling you know that you don't need any of these things you have, that you can live without it, makes you appreciate these things whilst you have them, but also makes you more realistic and realize that when they go away, it's just in the normal order of things.

People take losing things the hard way. I feel if it's really meant to be, there's nothing we can do, so why cry over spoilt milk? If a girl doesn't want you, don't cry and fret. It's just one person, in so many you'll meet over your life.

Let life be that way. Unique, challenging, and yet with enough stability for me to sleep when I'm tired.

I like my world. It's interesting. It changes, the people, the environment, the things.. everything seemed so.. volatile. I guess it's that volatility to my life that I'll miss the most once I work.

Yet in spite of that volatility, some things never change. Like sleep. Still pleasurable every time I lay on my bed, thinking about what happened.

I sometimes feel if we hate the world, we'll just make ourselves notice how it's imperfect more. In times like this, I think the proper attitude is, this is our world, this is MY world. I should love it, because it's mine.

Like a family. We can't compare it, because we are a part of it as much as it is part of us. So we should love it as it is, because it is ours.

Our life too. It's ours, and we control it as much as it controls us.

So learn to love the world around you, and you might find that one way or another, the world will find it's way to love you too.