Mhm.

Proved my point today. I really cannot trust anyone anymore.

Indeed.

"It has been said time heals all wounds; I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue, and the pain lessens. But it is never gone."

Rose Kennedy is one wise woman.

Something to think about...

You ever look a picture of yourself, and see a stranger in the background?. It makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you. How many moments of other peoples life have we been in. Were we a part of someone’s life when their dream came true or were we there when their dream died. Did we keep trying to get in? As if we were somehow destined to be there or did the shot take us by surprise. Just think, you could be a big part of someone elses life, and not even know it.

Erm.

I think i miss you.

xD

Got new hair! Shall twitpic soon!

Toorah!

Eh.

As long as we're in the topic of honesty, let ME be honest.


There was a point in time when i was falling in love, and every decisions made on that situation seemed to be the best decision i ever made. Now that i'm falling apart, i'm just thinking that maybe that was the worse decision I've ever made.


Of course, we can never foresee the future, and i'm probably gonna read back on this post one day and just think that i'm saying all these cause i'm just... sad. Upset. Mad. Whatever you guys call it.


Maybe if i haven't decided to go against my parent's wishes, maybe if i hadn't spent all those stupid 2 weeks with him (at that point of time, i was truly very happy even though he don't see it), i wouldn't have been this devastated.

Don't get me wrong, i had the most fun that two weeks with him. Appreciate all the things he did for me. The inside jokes, the breakfast tea he made for me every single morning, the always taking care of me. I love all of it, i'm not gonna deny that i had a lot of the greatest memories in those two weeks.

Of course i still love him, of course it still hurts, I'm not heartless. Yes, it's probably gonna take a freaking long time to get over him, or the relationship, especially the friendship.

You know what people, even though it hurts so badly right now knowing that he had lied to me, i genuinely hate it when people call him names or say bad things about him. At a point of time, he was the most important person in my life and he made me tremendously happy, i think it's too soon for me to hear what you guys are calling him.


So, please stop.


Abrupt end.

..

I wonder if i ever crossed your mind...

Wee

Dinner tomorrow with my two close ladies from secondary school, and yes, Linsy too. Haha

Can't wait!

Well...

Of course i still do, but it wouldn't change anything, so what's the point?

Has it ever occurred to you that maybe right now all i need is the truth, and possibly an apology?

Gosh.

I really don't know who i can trust anymore.

Can someone please make me disappear?

Update.

Getting a haircut and probably red highlights on the weekend. Pictures shall be posted if it happens. Tee hee

Yes.

Believe me, i'll be okay.

...

Really, i don't hate love. I'm just hating the situation i'm in right now.

Shall blog whenever. Bye!

Hello

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."


P/S: I still love you, but it really doesn't matter at all anymore.

Eh.

Can't be bothered to update for the time being. Will be on a little hiatus.

Shall start blogging as and when i feel like it.

Toorah

Hola

I haven't been blogging.

So busy with the audit and everything, and i get so freaking tired once i get home. Really really. Sometimes i even fall asleep at around 10pm. Weird, i know. Shall blog pretty soon.

Anyways, Happy 45th Birthday Singapore.