The Love Irony
You like someone,but he/she doesn't like you; she doesn't think you're good enough for him/her. Then came someone who likes you, but you don't like him/her, and similarly, you don't think he/she's good for you. The irony.
- Clarence Liu

I recall how I use to collect country erasers, pokemon erasers back in primary school, in which I would play with my classmates. There was this once that I decided to keep a set of them in a blue pencilcase for remembrance in the future. And on the back of one of the erasers I wrote that I <3 you.

Believe me, no one part of the above is untrue or falsified in anyway. Thinking back, I do find myself foolish and childish, but I suppose that was me in the past - trying to outgrow my age, trying to act like a young adult, but the me then didn't know how to. Last night, curiosity struck me and I recalled about the erasers and wanted to find them and see them once more. Then my mother came into the room asking what I was finding (so that I wouldn't mess up the place), after which I answered and she told me that chances are they have thrown the erasers away long ago.

I guess I'm very much someone who loves to keep stuffs and that's why my room is so messy. I have lots of things here and there, but I assure you that they are of a certain level of remembrance value which is why I keep them after all.

When I was 5 years old, my mom always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down "happy". They told me I didn't understand the assignment and I told them they didn't understand life.

Initial reference made to http://hearttstrings.blogspot.com

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