Things you love in your life

Love is something we cannot describe. I really dont know what love is. Love between a man and a woman or betwen people and people? If you mean that it is love between people and people, I dare say I have too many relashionships. I love my friends most, I love my family, I love harry potter and simple plan band, music and etc. If you mean that it is love between a woman and a man, I really dont know just because i''ve never loved anyone else like that way. To me, love is something special. Love comes when you realize there''s someone living in your heart. Love will come when you realize how they''ve meant to your life. They''ve made you laugh and given you happiness. Love is something we will die for and fight for. I''m glad to know that I dont mind fighting for many people because I love them and my heart is now full of love.
There''s one thing that I dont understand. It is the question : what is the difference between to love and to like? ''D u think it''s really a difficult question? I notice that when I like someone I just want to stay with him. But I want to give all my world to whom I love.
In general, I love many people and they are all important to me.
" Don''t ask me why I love you, you should know one important thing : how you''ve meant to my life"

Hihi "đú" with you guys :
e hèm here is wat i luv
- Cold, clear winter days.
- Sleeping in on a cold day
- Rain when i don?Tt have to leave the house
- Having a nice, long shower after coming home from uni
- A cold beer on a hot day
- The smell of opening something that is new
- Progessive Rock keke (man, Dream Theatre is the best shieet )
- Waking up on the saturday morning, realising i have no urgent need to get up and just lying there dozing for a bit
- i love "bia chai Hanoi" on ice
have a g''nite to all

I love the old days. It was a raining day in Hanoi. The rain was light, very light, it''s so-called õ?orain of springõ?. The funny thing here is that, I even did not know whether to wear a rain coat or not. I forced myseft went out like normal lol, let the rain felt down on my face, hair and clothes. It seemed to make winter colderõ?Ư Somehow, however, I love the feeling that i had inside.
Được axlrose_guy sửa chữa / chuyển vào 18:23 ngày 11/02/2006

I love being given loads of graphic and design duties because I''m ''young and hip.'', n'' ahh it''s cool enough if there''''s also has a space for SC as well.and, yeah i''m listening to this song, i love its melodies, the song itself deserves to light up winter nights, it''s something about love. I love MandaLay, she makes me feel cool inside, n'''' will keep staying cool as long as i can...
n'' here she comes:Beautiful (7'''' Canny Mix) - MandaLay Trong Café Del Mar Volumen Seis-6

You can dependOn certaintyCount it out and weigh it up againYou can be sureYou''''ve reached the endAnd still you don''t feel
You know about anything
Do you know you''''re beautifulDo you know you''''re beautifulDo you know you''''re beautifulYou are, yes you are
You can ignoreWhat you''ve becomeTake it out and see it die againYou can be hereFor who''''s a friendAnd still you don''''t feel
You know about anything
Do you know you''''re beautifulDo you know you''''re beautifulDo you know you''''re beautifulYou are, yes you are
Innermost thoughtsWill be understood andYou can have all you need
Do you know you''''re beautifulDo you know you''''re beautifulDo you know you''''re beautifulYou are, yes you are
Nice week to all
Được axlrose_guy sửa chữa / chuyển vào 20:12 ngày 14/02/2006

Well, I love, i miss the raining days in Hanoi. The rain was light, the one we call õ?orain of springõ?. I have never been fond of such light rain, since I just do not know whether to wear a rain coat or not. But usually I just go out like normal, let the rain fall down on my face, hair and clothes. The rain seems to make winter colderõ?Ư Somehow, however, I love that feelingõ?Ư riding my motobike in the light rain around admirable streets of HN õ?Ư .. now living far from HN ..it seems to me that those days seem to be a part of my sweet memories, how sad it is