hay..
3 a.m. My eyes flew to the ceiling and it helped me see that this is simply immature. A quarrel over a guy?
Technically I think it isn't because.. Let's just say I'm 95% on the receiving and defending end. Hello, ayoko makipag-away dahil lang dun. Not. My. Style. And. It. Will. Never. Be. But since I care for her... Anyway, 'course I'm the kontrabida again though it depends on what story you know. I screwed up, too, yes, I'm ready to admit and apologize for it. But from the moment things suddenly got OOC, nothing can describe how painful it is to feel hurt, confused, sad... and happy at the same time. All those months caught up with me. Somehow a part of me thinks it's still okay because it made me realize what I truly value.
I guess my mind's exhausted as it is, to deal with the problem any longer. I don't really need high emotion-inducing, piggyback-riding thoughts on my currently academically-challenged neurons.
So can this please just STOP?
p.s. I've typed in a reply to her message.. Wasn't sure if it was good enough. Had my sister read it. Sent it. Bahala na.
blueberry had a little lamb last 11/22/2008 04:57:00 PM