Why was it we humans always ended up in causing each other so much pain? Life evolved into a series of mis-communications and unreturned desires. You liked him, he liked the girl down the street, who liked someone else entirely. And we danced the dance, played the games, and allowed ourselves to get hurt over and over and over. And to what ultimate gain? Was there hope that two people could find each other and truly be happy for a lifetime? Was there a person out there with whom you'd feel completely content and who would also feel completely content with you? Was that even possible? Or were we chasing rainbows and delusion and risking our hearts and wasting our lives in this game called 'love' for absolutely no reason at all.
I was completely not myself this few days. There were things bothering me. I was all torn up thinking of it and it felt like someone slit through my chest. I don't understand why it hurt so much. Maybe because bby never acted this way before. He never failed to show his affection towards me. And one day, taa-daaa! It was all gone, just like that. Even any vanishing powder can never leave a tough stain that easily. So today, I puke it all out without looking in his eyes cause I was afraid I would just tear up. I know I should not be a cry baby. But it's hard. Thinking of it too much made my heart squeeze and I can hardly breathe. Upon receiving any messages through the mobile phone can hurt me that bad too. Fortunately, we had talk things out. And guess what? Tomorrow is out 1st month anni! WOOHOOOOO!

Nabil came over my house today. We eat, tickle, giggle and play around with Syakirah while the dvd played Transpoter3.