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despite being so very very tired. i want to blog.

well, this is going to be one emo-entry.

so close this window if you don't like reading such entries of mine.

same old usual stuffs i brood over.

it's just happening all around me and everything.

how can one, changes it's love so easily.

it's like, love is a tap. you turn it on, and swoosh - the water come pouring out. if there's hole in the bucket, you turn it off. and it sstops immediately. or not, you go look for another bucket to fill your never-ending and never-seem-very-faithful love.

okay. maybe my analogy is abit off. but still, you get what i mean?

if it's that easy to love, then it's not love idiot. if it's that easy for you to change and love someone else, then you didn't love before idiot. hey. realised i'm calling you idiot? yes. pea brain.

you know. sometimes i wonder, is it because one is desperate or what? without someone to depend on mentally(love aspect), will you die? for frigging sake.

people around me are not having good-ending relationship. and from my own experience too. you can't blame me for not feeling confident, insecured and be demanding. seriously, put yourself in my shoes, and you'll know how hard is it to trust again and to risk that already-pieces heart of yours.

nevertheless, i did hope. i was hopeful. i thought, maybe after i mention some of the problems, i will see the light one day. and what the hell. i hate you for giving me false hope. i hate myself for allowing hopes to ever rise.

so. i give myself one week. starting from today. i will mourn over my bloomed-yet-not-bloomed relationship and then. i will move on. definitely. so during this period, he will not be able to contact me. well, my dear friends who happens to know him and happens to be reading this entry, yea you can go ahead and tell him. because, my mind's set. just tell him, he made me feel like a camp whore. thanks. though, not physical but yea, mentally. and i refuse to allow such feelings eat me up. i'm sill sane and conscious. not fooled by what-so-ever-love. after this week, life will start afresh. new school, new socialcircle of friends and plusplusplus. i will have enough troubles than to continue mess up problems with him. one week.

HEY SALLIE. I ONLY ALLOW ONE WEEK KAY.

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