The mere sight of her makes me feel all queasy inside. I thot I would be able to face her but somehow, even the distant image of her seems so impact-ful. A close friend of mine advises me to not relate anythng that has to do with her becos it'll only end up with more remorse but I never felt that way. Altho I am stubborn, I know that she was different and that I was happy being with her even though she changed overnight for some moron which she, at the end, din end up with him. GREAT! haha. Then there's another question, why was I angry at the start? Why was I filled with such intense anger that I couldn't control my emotions and it flared up so violently? Questions after questions filled me up like pouring water into a glass. Is this what love means after all? Well, some would say yes, others would disagree. For me, I dunno! It seems I still miss her, but how much of that? I don't really seem to know. Anyway, the thought of her the other night made more sense to me, although its not so clear but I guess I know what I want.

I'd like to thank my friends who stuck to me when I was in trouble. Thanks guys for helping me out! Very much appreciated and furthermore, thank CHRIS for helping me out the most. Owe you one bro.

Thats about it. I've said enough. All i can do now is to just wait and see what happens over the next few days...