limits

it's nice to just listen to music sometimes. just music, no noise, no excuses, no disturbance. It's one of the more serious emo days, which happens to fall on a Monday anyway.

And i promised myself never to be angry over people who are not worth it. Why can't I just learn my lesson already? that's right, he's right, i can't open up to people, people can't be bothered with me. I want it that way. maybe that way will be safer and better. Less interesting, less spicy, definitely healthier. for me, and fairer for those innocent ones. will everything be really ok when i wake up? am i okay?


while, at least it gets better towards the end.

Heard from bf, felt so much better just texting him bout my lousy day from top to bottom.

had a bus ride home,
idn't get my fav seat (why am i not surprised)
but got my music.
relaxed, got home.

sisters talk in our room,
how linked we are cuz her day was lousy too, sisters huh!
Got my eye shadow palette! :D
but not my clothes yet. :(
played bejeweled,
chatted with mistress,
decided.
closed my face book account.

i'm crazy, seriously.
i never believed that there would be someone who is willing to just settle down with me, with a bad life (I wanted to say 'simple life', but i figured simple life is harder to get, and i'm never born with such good luck). And I don't know if there ever will be.

my social circle is as small as this fullstop. And I'm pretty certain soon it will be non-existent at this rate. and i can just hide in my room all day and roll around. SO FUN! -.-"

I'm so tired, of thinking, and guessing, and assuming about life, and about everyone. why can't everyone (myself included) be just a simple cellular organism like amoeba! Don't differentiate, don't specialise, don't multiply! sigh, i'm talking science, shit.


anyway, i'm just tired, yoga is aching once again, and i'm tired of my days repeating itself over and over again, especially the bad ones. there's always a limit to things, a limit to how many times people can disappoint me, a limit to how many times i can finally stop being disappointed.

I'm actually more disappointed with myself, how my emotions can be easily swayed by non-important stuffs, now i think about it, it was important then though. Disappointed by how I actually allowed myself to mistreat those innocentsss with my wrath.

Yep, i should be most unhappy with myself.


I have totally no idea why i closed my fb. or maybe i do have some reasons, but not that i can think of a.t.m. yep, i can live w/o fb!!