Fantisezed emotions appearing real

It is against the law to burp, or sneeze in a certain church on Omaha, Nebraska!
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In many cases , the amount of storage on a record able CD is measured in minutes. 74 minutes is about 650 megabytes, 63 minutes in 550 megabytes.
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I was reading facts and some really unknown things to me in my iphone..
I wanted to put them down here.

This day of my life, i realize how hard it is, how disheartening it is, how painful it is , how dreadful it is to be alone. I have never realized the importance of people around me for i was always with them. My friends. I realize now how people face loneliness and the fact that they cannot change it for a period of time and they have to live with the hope that they soon would be fetched by someone or the other to show some tiny-winy bit of love. For people who know me, I've always been this girl who loves to be out, socialize, "hang out", work, and make lots of friends. But this is the day i realize how many mistakes i have made to face this day of loneliness. This day, where i stand looking at myself depressed and alone with no shoulder to cry on and listen to me vent it all out. I have no one now.
Will i always be stuck here, in this four walled room or ever come out of with a hope of love.
I hope. Some day , someone will bring me out .
I realize.
I hope.

i really don't know what to say when someone asks me, "do you REALLY love me?", " do you SERIOUSLY love me?". Also when someone says, " i love her SINCERELY". I always wonder what the other person is trying to say. I am confused.

My first winter ever.
Was a hectic day. All day school and no play.
It was raining like no one cared.
But all i could see was little happiness being shared.
The leaves were beaming with selfless joy, the clouds all grey and the grass all posing with pride. I boarded the bus and all i could see was black jackets and overcoats.A mother suffering with her little ones in the stroller did not complain but was telling stories about the rain. The bus was full but there was something that added to the crowded buzzing bus. It was the foggy little rain drops in the windows. Everything outside looked blurred and out of focus. How i wished i had my camera! With Rahman singing "new york nagaram" in my ears..all my past cherished memories flashed.
I saw a little happiness today.
The rain made my day.

It is very random of me to think something like this about me. But i so wanted to put it down here. I very well know how I was and how I am. The kind of change that I expected and I kind of did not. India was a place that gave me unconditional and selfless love, no matter how bad a person I was. So many people I knew were good and caring. I always felt special. Though I did not realize the happiness I had, I still was happy with the sadness in me. Honest. Perhaps, I realize that now, here, when i have no body to look up to though many pretend to be nice to me or something like that. For, I cannot blame them, as they know me no better than a stranger on the road. I have started thinking about my school days, when I was such a nice person, and knew that. But now, I can never relate myself to that personality. Don't know why. I know I need to change, remove the negativity in me. But, I really don't know where to start. But keeping in mind some past incidents, I have no choice but to change myself for my own good.
I want to remove the negative energy that I can feel in me.
I will.

note- have written complete words , not sms language as told by priyaa. thanks pri.