vent

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Time seems to be ticking away so slowly. Am beginning to count the days till I board the plane that's heading south.. east.

I can't wait to go home *conflict* I'm dreading every minute of it






































I'm hoping you won't read this. That said, I can't very well ring you up and tell you that I'll most probably breakdown and cry if I saw, right? So how?

I've stopped wondering why her and have (as brutal as it was) come to accept the (heartbreaking) fact. It would have been less painful (much) if it were a stranger or at least someone we liked. And if it were the other person, same heart wrenching pain, no diff. God does have a huge sense of humour don't ya think? Heh!

Are you upset?
Yes, cheryl's back to her selfish ways. Probably not so used to it anymore huh..
I'm venting rememberrr.

These days my mind has been preoccupied with a 'plethora' of alternatives to the methods of elusion:
change cg, no more cyz
join young adults, still have to change cg
which celebration to attend
no, it is not possible for me to be your friend
oh no, our circle of friends
and of course, now her's too
Clearly, no such luck.. unless I cross over to absurdity,
change church!
which is just silly la although we know it isn't unheard of.

Oh well, life goes on and cheryl's got to get on with the programme too!!
I hate that you know me so well, that you're probably the only one who does but sadly, you'll never be MY ONE. You see Andrew Yeoh, apparently you still know which buttons to push, with even just a blink of an eye...