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Saturday, February 11, 2006

met up with a couple of people yesterday
and it hasn't made me feel better
but only worse.

i know not why.
maybe because having know that we've drifted a whole whopping lot does affect me in a way
but im not saying things should go back the way it used to be
knowing it won't, and things will never be the same.

i slept in the whole of this saturday
actually drifting in and out of conciousness with a good read in between
then i came online and saw the sweetest thing someone could have ever done for a person
but i feel so happy yet sad.
this is what you call bestfriends :)

before i turn into one emotional wreck here,
i shall go and do something more productive..
drenched in distaste ; 7:33 PM



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