Since the day a child is born, he and many others have dreams.
About the world, the people, the real, the unreal.
They fantasize of what could have's, or what should have been's,
And let their imaginations run wild.

But as time progresses, reality intervenes and changes these fantasies.
It changes the point of view one uses to take a look at our dreams,
And it changes what our own interpretations of the dreams itself.
Instead, we face the negative aspects of life in most situations.

Everyone sees something as a get away from reality.
So, in the end, we are, and always be, a DREAMER.

She was so naive, she only saw him on the outside
Not his personality.

She didn't listen to what anyone said
Not her friends, not her family
And in the end, she got hurt.

Emotionally and physically
It was something that she'll regret forever.

She was blinded by love,
Or is it called infatuation?

Searching for the meaning of peoples' lives is
The mission that is given by God to be taken.

That's why when missing someone,
It feels like I want to cry a moment.

The reason of my birth..

It's okay if just for meeting.

When a person loses someone,
They tend to chase after their shadow.

They will remember them from a single moment,
From the paths they walked together,
From parts where they laughed together,
From the street corners where they would meet,
And from those memories, they would tear up.

That is never something to be embarrassed about.
And there is no reason to force yourself to forget.

When you have a feeling you cannot forget,
I think it just shows how much you truly love that person.

And until that feeling turns into a precious memory,
Even if being true to your feelings may be painful,
I think it's a very important thing.

(This was from the card my ex-boyfriend gave me for Valentine's Day. I found it cute, so I thought I'd put it in here. This was based on a Japanese myth, called the Red String of Fate.)

When a teenager hits 16-years-old, the thing that preoccupies their mind aside from the typical "social life drama" and relationships, is their first experience behind the wheel. I remember my first driving "lesson" two years earlier.

It was a sunny, breezy summer day and I had gone out with my sister and two of my best guy friends. One of the two guys already had a car and a G2 license, and basically did all the driving for us. That day, we all decided to just find a nice spot in a field and lay on the grass. So, we found a school with a park/playground near it. As he parked the car, I noticed that the parking lot was empty. I took the chance to drive his car, and of course, I wasn't very good at it. After driving around for a bit, and praticing my turns, my friend wanted his car back so he made the biggest mistake of his life: he left the passenger seat and left me in the driver's seat... WITH THE KEYS IN THE IGNITION.

So, I did what every teenager would do: I locked the doors and drove away.

=D

It was actually pretty funny to see him run around and chase his own car. But, since he's a soccer player, he managed to catch up and stop me.

Boo =(.

Ever since then, he never let me sit in the driver's seat, or even let me sit in his car by myself.

But it was fun.

Can't deny that.

=D