My carpoolmates & I play this game wherein we have to find as much Beetles as we can; & if ever we see one & the other doesn't see it or he/she sees it after we do, we get to give that person a little whack on the head. Yes, I admit that it is a very childish game to play. I also admit that it is quite immature of us to do such nonsense; but come to think of it, don't we all play such silly games?

It's amazing how these vintage little Bugs still drive around the city up to this date. For about 30-40 years these Bugs have been roaming the streets of this planet. What amazes me is how these babies manage to survive all those years of chaos, disaster, turmoil, & such. I see about an average of 3 Beetles each day: some are old, rusty, & bearly living; some are well kept & running quite normally, & some are well pimped with stars &/or stripes. You may say that those who own & drive these Bugs are crazy or stupid for keeping such seemingly useless vehicles but I, for one, praise these people for preserving the beauty of these legendary cars that have been roaming the streets of our cities & states. Sure men have designed & created new versions & more modernized Bugs but the Bugs that I really appreciate are the classic ones.

Kudos to those who keep their Bugs flying!

I hate myself for falling in love too soon. For being so attracted, for being so concerned, and for sacrificing so much for him. I hate the fact that I love him -maybe too much.

I hate him for being such an amazing guy. But I hate him more for making me fall so hard. I hate him so much & yet I love him just the same.

It's hard to let things go especially those that were really important to you. It hurts to let go of those that you love dearly. When you get attached to one, it kills you to be torn away from it. But forcing him to be with me, & only me would only make me selfish. I am letting him go because I care about him. I will not use my jealousy, pride, nor threaten him to stay because I do not have the right to do so. It is mainly his choice, not mine, not the devil, not the crystal ball, -NOTHING & NOBODY can make him turn but he himself.

Tonight I have experienced yet another heartbreak: One that's just as painful as the last, One that's much harder to forget. Lesson learned: never, EVER get too attached.