Slowly, bit by bit my life is forming into a prefect one. A great job, bringing home approximately a few grand home. Friends that support me and advising me in whatever possible way i need to be advised on. Family who hasn't be a pain in the neck. But either way, I still think things can yet to be improved. A little bit here and there. Well, life isn't suppose to be perfect and no matter how hard to try make it perfect, your attempt will eventually fail you. So the best thing to do is to actually make it better and worthwhile. I've been in and out of love for some particular reason and for a girl like me, love or finding a man in life doesn't really do much different to my life. but somehow there's something about  him that got me all wondered. What does love really mean in my life? Love from a man, is it necessary in my life? I need to know the answer. cause somehow it's killing me when you're on my mind.