“In my opinion, we don’t devote nearly enough scientific research to finding a cure for jerks.”
— Bill Watterson
Hung out with a good friend after a really long time. Haven’t seen her for almost a year. (:
Sabrina K

Close your eyes.

Clear your heart.

Let it go.

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Not a one night stand.

But,

maybe.

Had a good time this evening, playing ball.

It’s been so long since I’ve played. (:

“Give a girl the right shoes, and she can conquer the world.”
Marilyn Monroe

All I can say is why?

Why was I so stupid to think that we would actually work out after a month’s break?

Why you actually gave me hope, twice, when I asked you during the month’s break?

Seriously, why, was I so stupid?

Why did I spend my time sobbing over you?

Why was I fucking miserable when you left me alone to deal with my own shit?

I was so down. Including our problems, I had almost 10 issues going on in the same month. And when I heard you were having the time of your life, it felt as if I was cut open and my heart was snatched away.

I was left to depend on my friends, who I am eternally grateful for. They were wonderful, helpful and they were everything I could have ever asked for.

I know there’s nothing between us now and I want nothing between us anymore but friendship.

But how I was given hope was the most horrible thing you’ve ever done to me.

And gosh, it changed me.

I don’t give any shit about ♥ anymore. For now, for a long time, I don’t give a damn about it.

Again, why, should I pour my heart out to anyone? When it still hurts, when I still have trust issues worsened by the situation?

I am not talking bad about you, I’m not trying to. I am merely expressing how I feel and asking myself questions about why I was so fucking stupid.

I’m done. Am I? Yeah, I’m done.

“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke

Get me a Jazz or a Persona or Suzuki, I’m up for some speeding.

Listening to: Owl City ‘Fireflies’

Called up the girls, for a night out yesterday. Minus Werniekins ’cause she had STPM.

On the way to Pica, still in my area, decided to call up Richard, soo I had to turn back at fetch him. -__-

Decided to go to this place in Section 17 where cheap beer were sold, but it was closed. Pfft.

Drove back to Section 14, decided to call up Ian Tan. Richard pranked him saying I was lost and all those shit but kantoi. -_-

Ian came out anyways, went to Pica. Stout for Belle&I. Played Bluff. Which was horrible because my deck of cards is so messed up. But I was laughing my head off because of it.

Fetched Ian home at 9.30 plusplus pm ’cause he had to study for his finals.

Decided to head to McDonald’s, Section 14. Upon reaching, we had no idea what to do. So we were standing outside McD the whole time while Belle visited the toilet. -_-

Finally, we decided to head to The Club in Damansara Utama or wherever the place is. It’s further than Curve, that’s all I know. (: It’s a community club, but the place is gorgeous! Absolutely gorgeous.

Not gonna say much, but things got kinky.

Really kinky.

LOL.

Got back around 12 something, was exhausted so I went straight to bed. -_-

Richard forgot to buy me Subway for me today. ):

Leaving Pica.

On the way to The Club.

 

More on facebook. LOL.

Made out. LOL. I mean, sorta. With her. -_-