ILML

There's one phrase that's been floating around my surroundings, for a while now. One ubiquitous phrase that's thrown around so carelessly that it's lost its original vulgarness and severeness and whatever modicum of integrity the actually phrase holds--one phrase that irritates me whenever someone says it for the smallest thing that's barely comparable to greater scale of atrocity, one phrase that pretty much denies what I love and every little detail of the thing I love...

One phrase: Fuck My Life.

Seriously?

Granted, there're always ups and downs in life. It's unavoidable. Heck, I slip sometimes too. What would life be if it was just a smooth monotonous plane? Boring. Sometimes the phrase describe the exact desperation that we all suffer--that the situation sucks, that we wish we could be somewhere else.

But to throw it around so carelessly for their own screw ups, to add profanity to the gift that was given to us, to life, just because "I'm not attracted to Asians. I go to UCSD."-- really?

I hereby dedicate this section, ILML, to the little moments in life that make living worthwhile.

No more fuck it, I will love it.

Yes.

I Love My Life.

-the end.