Thursday, May 18, 2006

Love is..

Everything below is not written by me. (Big Discliamer!!) I just happened to read some stuff that intrigued me and here it is.
1st Corinthians 13:4-7
Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love is not as general as everyone assumes it to be. It's not the air we breathe, that's oxygen. Love is more like that shade of blue the sky gets on warm summer days, when you look up and the trees are outlined in its brilliance. It's there - but not everyone takes as much note of it as they should, and most everyone just doesn't understand how it can be so breathtaking. Love isn't what makes the world go round, that has a bit to do with gravity. Love is more like the warm puffs of breeze that rustle by in the fall, past faces and faces, only being noticed by a select few who keep their hearts open. Love isn't a warm tingly feeling in your stomach, that's adrenalin. Love is more like the sharp sensation when you inhale on bitterly cold winter mornings, that feels like ice ripping into your nasal passages. It's sharper and more unwieldy than most would like to admit. And love isn't the sound of the ocean in a seashell, that's the circulation of blood in your ears. Love is more like the tickle of a Spring flower against your nose when you're smelling it. It's subtle and often shadowed by the lustful scent of romance.
Love is… different.

I wish I could write like that. I love the author's analogy of love. Haha.

Went to the dentist just now to get a mould of my teeth. It hurt. Though it wasn't supposed to because I have this sore at the edge of my mouth and forcing my mouth open to get the mould in hurts. I realised that my mouth is really small. The dentist had to pry my mouth open. *ouch* Almost choked on the plaster she forced into my mouth too, what a way to die. "Girl chokes to death on plaster in dentist chair." The brackets (those shiny silver metal things) will be put on about 2 weeks later. Better enjoy eating while I can, before it really hurts to eat anything but porridge. I'll probably lose weight after putting on the braces too. Wonder if I can even talk properly.

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