Sunday, October 15
DAMMIT
i need the sleep.
but i need to go out to do some stuff.
like shop for school stuff.
its not like there's much to bring tomorrow.
i'm even considering just bringing my small handbag to school
but then again, that'll be extreme and bimbotic.
and hell
deepan keeps pestering me to accompany him to queensway get his nike dunks.
oh well, i guess he just needs my opinion, as usual.
so i shall be nice, since its his birthday.
urrghh queensway is like so out of the way for me.
to you-
one reason why i never fell for you was
all you did was talk, sweet talk.
but, you never called, never put into action what you said
so, i could'nt be bothered,
i could'nt be bothered to take you for real.
and you come and go off and on,
its like you dont exist kinda thing.
i wont tolerate having to adapt to abrupt changes.
you know where i'm coming from
all the shiit i've been through
you ought to know, that i'd be more cautious
i'm not that old clare, anymore.
i wont fall in love just too easily.
i'm different now.
you said this said that,
but heck.
i dont know what to say anymore.
i'm not being difficult
but i'm sorry i cant be there for your birthday
firstly, i would'nt know anyone else there.
and,
i wont feel comfortable at all
coz you've been gone for a while now
and it feels like
when you start msging me saying you miss me and all
its like you're more like a stranger to me.
and i'm sorry.
impulsively and honestly,
yours truly
1:46 PM
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