Booya.

So we mark the end of this journey.

You are selfish if you think that this would be better.

Anyway. I decided to do abit of math.

170 days. Oh well. That's a new record. =)

Am i sad ? Of course i'm sad. I felt cheated.

You told me. We dont talk much nor go out much.

Point. You rarely tell me anything. You're usually the one that cant make it.

Obviously i felt cheated.

Before anything i already felt this way.

Just that i felt.

Perhaps i was too selfish and that you needed your time.

Thus i just kept quiet about it.

Now this happens.

You were the one with a busy schedule.

You were the one busy with the bloody tv.

I seriously didnt understand why i had to fight for airtime with an inanimate object.

And you still dared to tell me we drifted apart ?!

Heh. Thanks.

You're still a great friend though. But i really need some time now.


Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always persevers.
1 Cor 13:4 - 13:7


I held on through then with this and i'll hold on with this for now.