A week more, and torture period is back, back to torture institute, tell me about it.
I'm listening to old songs, meaning, songs of the 90s and millennium eras.Some are still on top of my list. Well, mostly are super super emotional songs. Oh well, those were the times when I miss the ex boyfriend, no, obviously not the recent one. The one whom I misses up till now. The one that changed throughout the years. The one whom I kept bumping into every year after all these years. Be it outside, on social networks like friendster, tagged (I do not have tagged!), we'd still manage to see each other. Yes, I do miss him. To those who knows when we were together and how long I've been missing him, yes, I sound like a pathetic, no-life little girl no doubt. I miss him. Funny how even though we've broke up many many many years ago, we'd still see each other. How easy it is to find each other's profile each year. Weird. Ah, enough bout him. I still miss him, yes?
I'm so enjoying the holidays that I didn't even think about school, touch on school assignments... yet! Damn. I have better start on it sooner or later else I'm gonna die. Literally. I do not miss school. Let me repeat, I do not miss school. I guess school is better off without me. What crap did I just typed? Oh well.
I do not know why. Despite countless failed attempts, I still continue my journey. Alot of humiliations, rejections, teasers, I still continue. In this, I wonder, why don't I care what others have to say like I usually do? Funny. What's funnier is that I've not given up, it's been a few years and I still am trying.Tough? Very. I have no idea why I am still trying. Do you know why?, no? Maybe I should abort the worthless effort now. Or should I continue trying? Try? 'Try' shouldn't be a suitable action word here.We'll see how it goes. Well, at least I'll see.