Love?

Why do people get to feel happy, if it’s all going to go away one day and be replaced with a horrible empty sadness?

Why do people meet other people who totally know them, will stick with them and Love them- ONLY to lose them at some point?

why do we love if it can never last? 

Why do we even bother with love?
Why do we even bother with making friends?

 I know it makes the journey worthwhile, and I know it’s foolish to think that we can make it on our own, all alone.
Because we can’t do that, we need other people. No matter how independent a person we are.
[We know this to be true because : as kids, I'm sure, we all either had to go without any real, faithful friends for a while- or at least had this period of separation from them-that made us feel bad. Just plain bad.]
But, no matter how many people we do end up having in our lives…it doesn’t matter if we don’t even Love ourselves. 
and even if we don't learn this ourselves, God has a Way of putting people in our lives to teach us these things, and hopefully lead us out of our own misery. But it's up to us to accept it.
Because the most helpful ‘other people’ can be, is to show us the way, and to let us know that they are there.
It’s up to our own self to pick ourselves and go that way. It’s up to us to let them be there for us. 

Life is weird.

But, there’s always something that keeps me hanging on.
Hope creeps up ever so often, and things sometimes make sense.
Most times,  it's confusing, very confusing.

Sometimes, though, I think it's enough to know that you're not the only one out there, feeling this way. (this is where you click the play button to the following video :) ) 

(all video credits go to Paramore.)
OH, and Thank You Christina Roshini Samuel- for reading the previous version of this post, giving your awesome constructive criticism and for showing me the important thing that was missing in it. : D
love
 -jeff

Why people write

11/2/2012,
    Why do people write?

 In my opinion, people write when we get get bored and to keep ourselves from going insane.
Why this extremity in my thinking, you ask? It's because I'm waiting here, alone, wanting to do other things, wanting to be in other places and wanting to see other events. I'm sitting alone, with no appealing sources of entertainment, but myself, and so- before I (as I usually do) start over thinking and confusing myself, or, not thinking at all and boring myself flat.-I pull out this notebook to write.
 To keep myself from going straight down insanity lane .
And that is why I think that writers write-to keep themselves from going insane.
Just sayin'.
--
(I'm exaggerating of course.
I can't possibly know why everyone who writes, write. People usually do it because they have stories to tell-and writing is a means by which they can share these stories to other people.
And besides, I know a lot of perfectly "non-insane" people who don't write all that much.)

Things you never thought you'd do someday.

Hey there,
       There are probably millions of THINGS you could do.
Mostly, in our minds we decide, we plan and we wait for the perfect moment to announce itself; and sometimes we actually do the things we want to do. And along the way, we end up doing a LOT OF NEW THINGS, that we never thought we'd be doing someday.
We may end up :
1.dyeing our hair a different colour
2.breaking a world record
3.holding a silk worm

yep, today, I actually held one of these guys/ girls :D
Er.
To those of you who find this gross/ weird/ wrong, here's a picture of a puppy:

YAY!
 : D 

Swiftly moving along,
 besides the things that you are forced to do  do because you have to, there are some things that you can actually choose to do, if time permits. 

AND OH MY GOSH, IT'S ALL UP TO YOU TO PICK OUT THESE THINGS AND HOPEFULLY ENJOY DOING THEM . 

(I'm exaggerating of course, it's not so difficult to pick out the things you like to do-sometimes- And in retrospect, God chooses what we'll be doing and who we'll be meeting.) 

 I'm still trying to figure these things out, really.
The things we choose to do, sometimes accidentally-without giving it much thought, turns out to be things of great SIGNIFICANCE, later in life.
And how different would Life have turned out to be if we didn't do the things we did or did do the things we didn't?  

If this is what your reaction was to that last sentence, I totally understand..
It was mine,too, after I wrote it..
Read it again, and feel better about your brilliance :) 

 We'll never know how it would have been. All we know is : HOW IT IS.

That's all.
And that's all we need, so it's okay.
I don't have all the answers, to all of the WHY?s the HOW?s and !@$#%$^$@^&**(?s

But.

I know that it's important to enjoy the little things in life, to make the tiny moments count-not just for yourself, but for others as well ( and in doing so, you're back to making it count for yourself : D !) and we don't really need to know the answers to all these questions about life, in order to LIVE.  

love

   -jeff