They say that there's karma. That all things good and bad come back to you one way or another. But when? After I'm dead? Because I'm not seeing all the good action that's supposed to be going on.I consider myself to be a tolerant and considerate person. (Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying I'm 'little miss Perfect' or anything.) But for some reason I have to endure the biggest load of rubbish every...

I don't keep a day-to-day diary. I never have. And you might have noticed that my previous journal entries have been filled with really deep thoughts. Right. Well, this time I just decided to grab a pen (or actually just my keyboard) and write whatever was on my mind at this very moment. So here goes.It's been a month since I graduated. Since then, I've talked to my best friend once. And that...

My brother was just recently , once again, wanting to give up on love. He just couldn’t capture the idea that it’s not all up to him when he likes a girl. He was confused as to what he was doing wrong or why does he fall so hard for women. His actions did nothing. They had no after-effect what-so-ever. So I thought: How do we fall in love? And is it just a mere coincidence? Or maybe it’s a...

This morning, I didn't feel like going to school. My leg hurt,my throat was sore. After sleeping for a good 2 hours, my mum called. Casual chit-chat at first. Nothing out of the ordinary. "I have some bad news... Paul died this morning..." and then it was quiet, until my sobs filled the silence. Paul was our neighbour. A wonderful man, probably the most generous and caring person I've ever met. I...

A new document in Microsoft Word is a blank page – a fresh start. After having three boyfriends, I guess I’m determined to find a fresh start in my love-life. Yesterday was New Year’s Eve and I realised, in the middle of the night, that it’ll be an entire boyfriendless year for me in about 40 days. Yes, I am counting. I can’t say I regret having dated each of those guys, but I do regret...

Sometimes I wonder what life would be like, what I would be like if I had born into a different family, in a different country, in a different culture. Surely I might look different, but would my personality change? Would I change? Of course, a simple narrow-minded person would say that I indeed would be different from what I am now. That I’d be significantly different. Would I be?I’ve been...