Slowly, love is loving me back again... And I'm loving it.

I LOVE LOVE.

I shall be talking about love and I don't care if you don't like the idea or if you think it's cliche.

Lately, I've been thankful. I felt awfully bad when I felt like I've lost a lot and I felt so alone, felt like a rough diamond thrown into the sea. But lately, I've been so thankful to those who made (and makes) me feel loved. Yeah, I've lost. But found. Yeah, I've lost. But won.

The reason I hug a lot is that it's my way of spreading love. Like what I've said in my previous note, hugs make one a better person (see my note "I SUPPORT THE FREE HUGS CAMPAIGN!"). So I hug to somehow make the world a better place. Although our world isn't perfect and sometimes may even be depressing, it's worth loving it and everything in it. The little things we do is like a ripple. It makes a difference. It's the butterfly effect, it's the pay it forward scene. It's love. Love is something that we must not take for granted. Yeah, we tend to not care. But we should. We tend to love hate instead of love. We tend to just not do anything. I encourage you to love love. I say "love love" because I mean LOVE (verb) LOVE (noun). Do something. We shouldn't be selfish. I know I am selfish sometimes. We all are. We do got flaws. But what's important is that when that happens, you say, "I am not gonna be selfish this time. I'm gonna love." Reach out. What's there to lose? We all need love. No exception. Love even strangers. Not the freaky love! I mean... For example, janitors/janitress. Initiate a conversation. Make them feel that they exist. Or taxi drivers. Talk to them about the news, about a recent Pacman fight, about their stand on this and that, about music, about anything! Not all taxi drivers are rude and annoying. There are actually some who are nice, smart and interesting. Or maids. Be a friend to them. Be like a sister/brother to them. Make them feel that you care. Or SMILE! What's there to lose? Magically, smile does a lot. It makes everything seem better. Smile to those you love (that should not exclude strangers). Smile, it does good. :)

I encourage you to love. Yeah, it is hard sometimes. I would know. But keep holding on. Keep loving. Eventually, you'll find that love is finding it's way back to you. Don't let your heart stop doing what it's meant to do. Love love. I love ya'll! :*

Love should not lose its meaning. When you say I LOVE YOU, mean it. Otherwise, shush. So people of the world, JUST LOVE.

Love,
ANDREA

I've been called...

I've been called ugly.
I've been called beautiful.

I've been called an angel.
I've been called a b*tch.

I've been called conservative.
I've been called wild.

I've been called good.
I've been called bad.

I've been called selfish.
I've been called thoughtful.

I've been called sensible.
I've been called crazy.

I've been called prim & proper.
I've been called silly.

I've been called expressive.
I've been called not expressive.

I've been called sensitive.
I've been called numb.

I've been called simple.
I've been called articulate.

I've been called weird.
I've been called cool.

I've been called a snob.
I've been called friendly.

I've been called talkative.
I've been called a listener.

I've been called understanding.
I've been called impatient.

I've been called sweet.
I've been called scary.

I've been called a killjoy.
I've been called fun.

I've been called cautious.
I've been called adventurous.

I've been called an open book.
I've been called a mystery.

I've been called boring.
I've been called interesting.

I've been called a loser.
I've been called a big fish.

I've been called a thinker (one who thinks a lot).
I've been called a "feel-er" (one who feels a lot).

I've been called typical.
I've been called eccentric.

I've been called an introvert.
I've been called an extrovert.

I've been called a follower.
I've been called a leader.

I've been called approachable.
I've been called distant.

I've been called inhibited.
I've been called free spirited.

I've been called passive.
I've been called passionate.

I've been called cheerful.
I've been called emotional.

I've been called shy.
I've been called confident.

I've been this and that.
Yeah, irony seems to love me.

I don't know how and why this could be... LOL
But I guess this helped me understand the world better.

Ironically, we are ALL DIFFERENT.
People of the world, IT'S OKAY TO BE DIFFERENT. Love who you are no matter who you are. The world got nothing on you if you love yourself. Stereotypes are just stereotypes. Look in the mirror, embrace yourself, smile, and say, "You are one of a kind, babe! Me likey!" :))

Love,
ANDREA