The story behind my love life and the girl of my dreams.

Love is a term of 'lust' and sex.When a men say 'i love you' to a women that means he meant i wanna sleep with you or vice versa.The difference between a women's confession of 'i love you ' compared to men is the meaning behind it.Women's 'i love you ' saying is best illustrates as I will only sleep with you if you provide me something expensive. Its so unique to see the differences between both this genders.Life is so unique.Men are made to be maniacs while women are born to be meterialistic .

As to my true love story ;Lets us just say that my love life isnt like the books or love novels that is sold throughout the world which provides readers with a very happy ending. My love life isn't like walt disney fairytaile. It isn't like beauty and the beast whereby even though the beast is ugly he still ends up with beauty (The cutest walt disney cartoon character). My love life is just sad because it aint going anywhere at the current momment.Let me first tell you a brief history of my love life.

This story begins 3 years ago when i used to spend time in brewball Midvelley . I saw this sweet little growing up girl .As for the first impression of her base on my personal point of view , i could say that she is naive, innocent , sweet and daddy's litlle girl.She fits the perfect characteristic of the women of my dreams .She was 15 years old at that time . I was 19 . Some say i am pedophile for admiring her but i dont think so . 4 years difference is just nice . Ever since then i have the urge of wanting to get to know her better .

1 year after that , i finally found the confidence to massage her on friendster. Untill today , i still dont know where the energy comes from . 4 months after that i got her number . For me she is the hardest person to be close to .The whole process of getting her number takes me 1 year 4 months and 12 days ( personal diary ;2004) I begin to have phone conversation with her everyday . Talking to her even though at times i think what i talk to her is a repetition of an everydays conversation.I believe she does get bored of talking to me . I am seriously sorry for her. What i need in life is just to hear her sweet little voice. The voice that inspires me to move forward.

2 months after that , she got her school exams . I didnt get to talk to her for nearly 2 weeks.As what i can remember is i have the tendency of missing her voice. I felt so empty . I suffered from this mix feelings. I suffered from loneliness .When i saw her in months after that i suffered from acute anxiety disorder . A rapid heartbeat,sweatiness, memory lost and loneliness. I feel as though the world is so perfect when i am somewhere near her . Base on a psychology book i've read , they said i am suffering from this symptoms called love . I name it the Love syndrome ; a syndrome that will make a person fly high and fall flat . A syndrome that might lead to suicide .

Today here she is being my classmate and college mate. Today i am closer to her more then before . Today here i am standing beside her . Today i can say that my level pf happiness is depended on how she treats me . But one thing saddest me , she is taken by one old guy , someone i see as a lunatic . I must admit that i love her .It had been 1 year 9 months and 4 days i love her . I will never forget 12.07.04. The date whereby for the first time mohamad zamir had fall inlove . Today i love her . I swear i will love her forever . I promise myself that in my life its either her or no one else . My intentions are clear . This girl was created for me to love . Until today i find her beautiful inside and outside . I dont find her sexually attractive even though most of my friends do . I have faith in her . I may not be together with her today but i believe someday or another ; if god does love me , she will be mine forever . I will end this blog of mine with a song for her .

:::ps i do take note every single conversation , insident , argument wit her in the diary .
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You’re my piece of mind, in this crazy world
You’re every thing I've tried to find
Your love is a pearl
You’re my Mona Lisa You’re my rainbow skies
And my only prayer is that you realize
You'll always be beautiful in my eyes...

The world will turn And the seasons will change
And all the lessons we will learn Will be beautiful and strange
We'll have our fell of tears Our share of sight
My only prayer is that you realize
You'll always be beautiful in my eyes...
You will always be beautiful in my eyes And the passing years will show That you will always grow Ever more beautiful in my eyes

And there are lines upon my face From a life time of smiles
When the time comes to embrace For one long last wine
We can laugh about how time really flies
We won’t say goodbye ‘Cause true love never dies
You'll always be beautiful in my eyes
You will always be beautiful in my eyes
And The passing years will show That you will always grow Ever more beautiful in my eyes
The passing years will show That you will always grow Ever more beautiful in my eyes...

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::::::::::::I DONT CARE WHAT EVER PEOPLE THINK ABOUT IT BUT I LOVE HER ........