"... blatant mistakes of your design."

Sweet November is no more. It is only bittersweet. Maybe December will bring new changes. maybe.. I try not to hope because hope can be false. I'd rather have plain plans than sugarcoated ones.

Parents' friendly gathering to a very distant and far future family oriented one. Tiring day already...

Steady paces make the end worth it.

It has been two years to the month, and I have finally made peace with it. I never would have thought that the saying, "Better late than never," would have a big impact on my life.  I'm really happy I said something. It might have been a stupid move to bring it up, but I'm glad I did. Now that I know you're good ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is a new day.

Somehow I can't forget you.. There was not one day when you made me feel ugly. Thanks for making me feel good about myself. You really meant a lot to me. I wish you still did.

There comes a point when you just know...

Well, it's here.

1 week and 1 day.

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The End.
 

And then tomorrow will be brighter and better then any day you ever lived through.

Tomorrow is October 1. That means, 17 days until reunion, 24 days until home for good, and 31 days until Halloween. I absolutely love October. When that's over, sweet November will grace me with happiness. The last three months of the year are always the best. Holiday ( Read more... )

Distance is keeping us closer than I ever imagined.

I'm loving this. At times it sucks, but I'm actually loving this. I never thought I would be emotionally strong enough for something like this, yet here I am doing just fine. I'm still hoping for sweet November. There is an upside for every weekend in that month (at least I'm planning for it to be ( Read more... )

We are so different. No matter how I much I miss you,
it won't be enough to want you; to be right for you.

First of all, I slept close to 3AM and woke up at 6AM. I also had a 24 minute nap. Pardon me if this is full of nonsense.
Dreams are dreams. Reality is reality. Ever wonder what would happen if you chose a different path in life? How much ( Read more... )

If people could drink tears, I would fill buckets with mine, and the world would never thirst.

Call me crazy, irrational, insane. Tell me my feet are cold. Like Carrie's Mr. Big had said, "It was so business-like." I couldn't have agreed more. I want to understand why I always want to call a particular person when my life is all confused and messed ( Read more... )

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