Woke up at 130PM today still feeling emo. Checked messages on the phone.. One particularly got me crying.. yeah.. literally in tears..
If I could wish a life for you, a life that you deserve…
It would be a life as good as your heart..
As bright as your smile..
And as wonderful as you are..
<sigh>
Jan texted me. I don't know if he has this ESP thing going.. but it seems he does know when I'm feeling blue and when I needed him.. He sort of made me smile again.. when I couldn't seem to get the corners of my mouth turned up.
<sigh>
His words were,
I think, therefore I am.
He told me to stop thinking about it. Just stop thinking.
He said he feels the same exact way. Every single day. And one does get used to it. I don't think I can ever get used to it.
So there. I'm doing it one day at a time. I want to just take out my heart and put it in a box somewhere safe. So that it wouldn't get hurt anymore.
Clean-up phonebook -> checked!
Clean-up YM -> checked!
Get a life? -> working on it!
As promised! Blogging!
Deedee's swearing like hell. Trying to beat Pirates on mobile. Hahaha.. She's literally going nuts about it. She's still though.
Now plagued by allergies again. I could feel my eyes itching up. Listening to Jake Lopez on the radio. Candy Shop by 50cent blaring from the speakers..
Still can't sleep. Crap. I am now officially an insomniac.
I'm blogging big time. When I get home, I'm gonna blog some more. I am trying to blog my life away. <– Addict!!! (That was me, berating myself..)
I'm going on hunger strike. No food for 14hrs 30mins. Bought myself a pack of Dunhill Frost. Yey! 3 sticks!!!
Hey! I'm depressed and on emo mode, so what?!
Oh yeah, one more thing.. I HATE YOU CARLO!!!