She said..

ooohh.. I took this pic early in the morning hehe after i had my jogging, anyways this bear (giggles) his name is "babri" isn't he lovely? (laugh) please don't get me wrong to this i'm no longer a kid( laugh i'm 19 wink bleeh) it just that his all that i got to hug... lol

okay okay.. let's talk somethin' this one is from a friend Love's point of view, she said...

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not. For most men the love of justice is only the fear of suffering injustice. Constancy in love is a perpetual inconstancy, in which the heart attaches itself successively to each of the lover's qualities, giving preference now to one, now to another. However rare true love may be, it is less so than true friendship. If we are to judge of love by the consequences, it more nearly resembles hatred than friendship.

One forgives to the degree that one loves. True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen. Courage is like love it must have hope for nourishment. To a person in love, the value of the individual is intuitively known. Love needs no logic for its mission. When we are in love we often doubt that which we most believe. The pleasure of love is in the loving and there is more joy in the passion one feels than in that which one inspires. Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and blow up the bonfire. There are very few people who are not ashamed of having been in love when they no longer love each other.

If we judge of love by its usual effects, it resembles hatred more than friendship. It is with true love as it is with ghosts everyone talks about it, but few have seen it. All the passions make us commit faults love makes us commit the most ridiculous ones.