I'm soo having a bad day. Everything seems to fall apart. I'm getting tired of accepting all the blows. I wish I could be in a place where the only thing that I feel is the security of my friends' company.
Why do I have to always listen while you rant?
Why do I have to feel the recurring pain everytime your name appears in my inbox?
Why do you have to be so sweet then turn into a jerk the next minute?
Why can't I tell you that you are slowly destroying my faux-confidence?
Why can't I quit you?
Sidenote: thanks to Lucky for inadvertently making me feel good with an sms convo. Only Lucks is capable of turning a simple kumusta to an analysis of the slanted portrayals of Iranians in 300. haha
Life is one big debate tournament. You travel for out-of-town venues, do foodtrips along the way, party during break nights, get disappointed for missed opportunities, cheer during victorious moments, cry over bad adjudication or wrong decisions, but you only need your friends and loved ones to make everything tolerable.
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