Strangers

A lot of people have urged me to watch this. Ugh. *tear*

Everything said is true though.

More than 10 hours

I'm just about to leave the office today. I have been here since 9am for a seminar. I just remembered that a while ago when an officemate mentioned on facebook that I have been here like forever today.

Because of our final presentation to the Execom tomorrow (will be facing the gods), we had to finish and polish our team report. And our managing director said, we are the only team chosen to present in Olympus. Pressure right?

Then I still had to finish stuff needed for the site tomorrow. Hence, I'm just about to shut my PC down.

Oh and I have to be here again by 8am. In a spiffy outfit.

The things you do to forget heartbreak.

TTFN.

Well Done

Saturday

Someone asked me out. I said yes. But said no last minute. I can't force it. Maybe I'm not just ready yet.

I still think of you.

Words in my head...

You had my heart and soul, but you paid it with a beating...

Retail therapy

:((

After I lost my ID, my wallet gets stolen this time.

Ang malas ko talaga.

Monday blues

If you want to know how much I love you, try catching raindrops; the ones you catch are how much you love me, and the ones you miss are how much I love you.

Hurting

“Do you know the most surprising thing about heartache? It doesn’t actually kill you. Like a bullet to the heart, or a head-on car wreck, it should. When someone you’ve promised to cherish forever says, “I never loved you,” it should kill you instantly. You shouldn’t have to wake up day after day after that, trying to understand how in the world you didn’t know.

“Sometimes when our friends ask us if we’re okay, we tend to lie, because we know that telling them the whole story is just going to break our heart once more. So we might as well just lie and say we’re fine.”

I don't know

I don't know what I feel right now after seeing you and making a fool out of myself (again). I told Leah I was crazy for doing this. She said it's like a relapse. Binat in Tagalog. Forcing yourself into doing something, thinking it's better or will make you feel better. But in the end, you still feel bad inside, going back into that feverish state wishing you were well.

She asked me how I am feeling. She says she knows how hard it is to make one's self feel better and yet fall apart again. And you're not really helping either. She said I made you feel loved again. And yet you made me feel more unloved.

I didn't even feel like I was with a friend watching a movie. You didn't even ask me how I was. Why I changed my mind. And why I came.

So... I don't know what to feel.