I'm sorry but I can't seem to forget the fact that you dumped me for some other group of friends, or so it seems to me despite a concerted effort on my part to not let the same thing happen to you because it ever did. And what hurts the most is that whenever you talk, I'm constantly reminded of that incident, even though I kept telling myself to forget about it. People say forgive but never forget, it seems to be true in this case. But whatever it is, it's an added burden the already boiling heart...

Instead of writing my GP essay..

SOME bloody j1s need to have a sense of urgency and know when to stop being so persistent. I think this is retribution (why was I so persistent last time?), though so totally not worth my getting angry over, all these sum up to the werewolf night or so I'd call. I think the night turns me cynical, especially when the moon hangs up high in dark sky and just so happens my window's always facing it. I'm very incoherent at night is an understatement, what's more the quality of work I produce is definitely below par.

Random thought of the day: Love is like a computer, so complex, so fast, but never built to last.

Like today, my aunt quarreled with my uncle and he just got so pissed off that he went off without saying a single thing. Subsequently, my cousin's wife got pissed off at her dad over different reasons.

Maybe I got over you, after this few months of falling in and out. I shouldn't because knowing you, things never seem to last more than a month or sometimes even a moment, what's more somebody you probably never ever fell for. Maybe a girl and a guy can't be best friends because sooner or later one is going to fall for the other and chances are, only one falls while the other doesn't even stumble, what's more we weren't even close to best friends.

I have come to think that I don't have any friends anymore. I make friends then suddenly I can't bear to be with anyone of them anymore.

Camp's going to be exciting, but after thinking over it for a while tonight and having the above happened, I doubt it'll be all that exciting. Bipolar much :(:

Labels: Camp, Friends, Love