l'amour dans mon coeur...

(Pronounciation: lah-mor don mon ker)

I realised last night that no matter what happens in knocking me backwards...i still have an optimistic outlook on love and life.

My heart still believes in love and i think that is a beautiful thing.

I guess, its always good to know that you do have a heart...and that heart is beating. I mean i wouldn't want to be like Omarion and singing about an icebox being where my heart use to be. How depressing is that?

I will be a year older very shortly...on the other side of 25...but i'm not feeling sad about it. I'm happy to be that "little" bit smarter/wiser/forgiving/loving/patient/careful...thats been obtained throughout the past 12 months...

I dont necessarily know what exactly what i want to do with my life, but i do know what i will be doing tomorrow...and i know what i will be doing in September...and i know what the plans are for Christmas...

And i definitely know that i dont want to lose this ability to feel all warm and fuzzy, not necessarily about someone...but just about life!

I think if you one day realise that you dont feel warm and fuzzy about life, then its not worth living anymore. One needs that zest in their heart for it all to be worthwhile.

(lit: love in my heart)