i'm supposed to be doing psychology project at the moment, which i urgently need to be completed by 9.30am. but i just can't get down to it.

once again. its late in the night. and i'm depressed.

i'm just so confused. so lost.

is there ever such thing as true love? is there ever the perfect other half?

i'm tired.

our first valentine's day. but you weren't there for me.

bullshit. lies. excuses. fucked up shit. i don't care anymore. its better not to expect anything, cos then, when nothing happens, you won't be disappointed.

i'll always take second place to everything else. coaching, training, working at the shop, studying, next will be army. somehow i just have to squeeze in somewhere right? its always been that way. bowling will always your number one top most important priority. even valentine's day comes second.

WHATEVER. i just spent it with other people who care that's all.

i give up. i'm sick and tired of always being the one doing everything. arranging what to do, where to go, what movie to watch, where to eat, when to meet, the one surprising you, the one bothering to remember your timetable when you were in school. you know. its like i was the guy one in the relationship.

I DON'T CARE ANYMORE. i also don't care for being taken for granted. besides. you have so so so so so soooo many other girl friends also anyway. you wouldn't even notice if i was gone.

fuck psycho. i honestly don't care about anything at the moment. now ain't a good time to piss me off.

why do girls do such things?




cos they rather be happy first, then get hurt later, then not be happy at all.