Anti-realism.

"Hope seems like the summer bird, too swiftly flown away."


I was told to blog about how those fugly eyebags came out, how those fats are formed on me and
how a glutton am I. Boo you! I'm so much demoralised boohoo:)

I just did one thought provoking rj, it really made me think hard.

Rj Question: Is love real to you? Explain.

Response: I am actually an realism and anti-realism in this case. Firstly a realist is because, take parents for say, we do not doubt the love given by our parents. In this case, love is real to me. It is proven by every of their actions, how they brought us up and how selfless their love could be. On the other hand, I may be an anti-realism in terms of relationship's love. Love mostly ain't real at our age, not until when we're at the right age and prepared to give in everything for the other. We'd always hear "I love you" from particular someone, but how have they ever prove to you that love is then real? In this case, I chose to be an anti-realist because I doubt love at our age. Henceforth, love aint't real to me. It is only something which can simply be said without proving how much is love. Therefore, it is only artificial.

Aw, I made it sound like it's sorrowful, yes? But it's still a pain in the arse.

Yepyep, what about you? :)

And yeah, no doubt but these few days really sucked for I don't know what reasons. I went late for school couple of times already! Ever since my poxxwy I never had the least bit of motivation to go school! Tee-Asss-Kayyy! But somewhat foods in E1 foodcourt did help a little in my attendence, muahahaaaaa. Wheee, my essentials are the drumlets and cheessssssy wedges!

Ohoh and goodbye hella world! I've gotta turn in before I turn panda.

I've got melody bottle! :D

Sugar:)