I'm indifferent.

It's funny how a trip to a hair saloon would have change someone's thoughts about another.
As daft as it sounds, it's possible.
In fact I have witnessed it myself.

What a tragedy.

Not for that particular individual though, tragedy for me.
Elaboration is not really vital in addressing one without them knowing it.
Is it jealousy?
Perhaps I just missed the company of a bunch of people that can sit and listen to me rambling about random stuff.
Or
I just hate it when they ignore you because the light on their phone starts flashing.
1 new message'
Probably their new lads.

On a greener side.
Well not really.
I just found couple of things that have met its' expiry date in my room.
Pretty astonishing as I never knew a lipcare product has an expiry date.

I missed all the people I have talked to before.
Well not all of them, only partials, maybe.

* Now imagine me talking to you about all of the things stated above in an english accent. Pretty delightful eh? :) *

Early

It's way too early for me to be up now.
Waiting patiently(Im-) for my games to be downloaded.

No one should rant about illegal downloading because The Best Things In Life Are Free!

I love that movie. :)

Pardon me for being in touch with my feelings

Haha.
That is probably the coolest line on tv.

.........................................

When I listen to 'Parting Gift', I get this funny feelings.
It's been a whole month since we have successfully ignored each other.
Or you have successfully ignored me.
It's amusing to think about how we met or known each other.
How one silly text leads to a bad end.
I am not manifesting any regret or hatred upon you or the situation itself.
It wasn't fair if I said I couldn't care less about it but there's no space for another run.
It was delightful to have experienced such interesting feelings and activities
but I guess that's just it.
I do miss the constant text and how we are in awkward silence everytime we are supposed to say 'GoodBye'
I just wish we could see each other for the very last time without either one of us getting hurt.
There's no need to be a conversation, just the presence of us both will do.
Nobody has said life is fair so why stressed on this silly little things.

Should have listen to...
Damn it, no regrets :)

Intervention pt. 1

I was high in happiness when I stepped into my room.

The familiar smell of the oil pastels trapped inside my closet.

The amp wires tangled on the floor.

Everything was in line with my plan.

Then my mom told me 'The TV is broken, they'll come and fix it by next week'

Shattered by the news (not really), I went to my room and sat quietly.

............................

What a day.