Saturday, December 29, 2007 I'm wide awake like i had alcohol ytd & the hangover is getting into me. I just couldn't get to bed after talking to johnathan on the tele. There was so much to talk bout... i was bitching bout whoever when he noticed why i kind of dislike that person. I've been feeling rather slack-ish to blog bout everything that has happened while i was at HK coz i was too plastered with the excitment best friends gave me + some juberrish shit i wanted to talk bout.
You can never prevent what you can't predict. & so, to start it all off. This year was amazingly tiring. Thou O levels are next year, i can't help but think that it's still time to play & have fun instead of burrying myself in books & torturing myself with sch assignments. However, on my mother's side, she looks like as if she's taking her O lvls more than i do. i guess, it happens to all parents , no one can blame them (: ... Basically, for the whole of sch year, i've been either half asleep / having a snack or just simply, not listening. I never saw the break ups coming frm this & that person. i broke my heart twice this year & am not intending to dwell in there anymore. thou it's still a raw wound, i really have no intentions on thinking of it again. Everything's been wiped out + i've been moving on thou somethings do bother me at a moment...He's not the man anymore. many doors opened after he closed the front one. my world started to unfold & i finally had the chance to get closer to my already close best friends, meet new people, discover another side of me. I do not know if i should thank you for closing that door or moan over you closing that door leaving me behind a couple of opened doors. Memories of you & i used to haunt the hell out of me . By now, it's all faded into the horizon which completes the puzzle for this year. i couldn't cry for you anymore. Sometimes, i wouldn't even bother to do anything anymore. i know i've done my best & we aren't the right pair. i've accepted the fact that it's all over now & nicole isn't crying for the man who broke her heart anymore. I wouldn't say you never loved me. But i definately could admit that you never loved me more than i loved you.
Labels: bye bye old lovers.
YAs reality is crashing to the floor.