i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

not paying attention to class

but enjoying the fact that i am in a class, that i can sit anonymously at the back of the class

and slack in the very same class.

it's also the last class of the semester, so even more of a reason to sit back and enjoy this.

of late i have been reflecting on many things,

and i've been repeating cycles of emotions, flushing it through my system,

trying to figure out the whens, wheres, whos, whats and hows of living..

im sure im not alone.

i think i am the type of person, who upon meeting with a problem, a challenge, or an asshole, channels her energy into solving the problem, challenging the challenging and bitchslapping that asshole with results.

if there's nothing else i am confident in, its that i will never stop picking myself up,

no matter how often i fall.

what is my point in saying this?

nothing. im just in a mood to prove myself to the world. lol.

我的愛是這麼一回事：

因為你們，所以我愛。

因為愛，所以有你們。

我的快樂是這麼一回事：

你活著的熱情，帶給我勇氣，

我活著的勇氣 ，來自於熱情。

因為有意義，我才天天快樂。

所以，

請你們加油。

請你加油。

我，加油。