| STARTING OVER
It's just what people do.
I could have never imaged how much Xanga has changed in just a year. -Starting to blog again will surely be a 'new' and confusing experience
with all these 'new' features and options. I never thought about how much I had missed this, but only that I wanted to get back to doing this once again.
I've missed you all, and hope that I will get back to blogging soon.
- Unfortunately after spending an hour looking at the features the only thing I was able to change was my profile picture.
It's going to take me a while to get used to all these new controls, and change this depressing layout so do bear with me.
-sigh-
~ This already seems exhausting and completely nerve-racking. -- Though this is probably what it means to 'start over'.
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It is up to me to ensure that the difference I am striving to make is a positive one. And that, no matter how many times I've tried and failed, I get it right this time.
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| HAPPILY NEVER AFTERS
In this day and age, I really wonder if 'true love' can even be possible.
Whether it was my recent splurge on movies like "Ever After" - A Cinderella Story, or to movies such as "Elizabeth", the Virgin Queen and Robert Dudley... I feel as if I'm beginning to doubt the whole idea of it existing in present day terms.
Its a love that anyone can admire, complete and utter selflessness.
A kind of love that, (in which I have decided long ago) if I cannot have, I will not pursue any other kind at all.
I must admit I am envious of the 'simple life' back then.
Despite the black plague, back-breaking labor and the suppressed life under a king/almighty ruler...you knew exactly what you needed in life and in love. Days where life was hard, by that was the main reason why you loved and cherished everything you had whole-heartedly.
With today's one night stands, strip clubs, and ambitions driven by greed and fame, I can only see how 'love' is losing its sincerity, its essence and fading from its most divine form. Sacrifice is avoided at all costs to suit one's own selfishness, and ultimately made out to be some sort of dead sentence.
Today.. it seems like we don't even need it at all. It can be picked up and discarded at any time.
This priviledged life seems to only have made us to want more, and complicate the single thing that was supposed to be the most important thing in our lives.
I guess I'm upset at the realization that I was able to fulfill that kind of love towards someone to which I could have lived and died for... but will never be able to for another. Not because I wouldn't want to, but because I just can't accept that, that kind of love may be wiped clean, forgotten and simply given away again to another person.
But I guess, in today's society, I don't need to anyways.
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