Lunch at Seoul Garden with darling Rosey, Nasri, Sarah, Nessa, C.S today. it couldn't be better.
&& i must emphasize, nasri and i are very good at raising issues with people. it runs in the blood, i guess and am very proud of it. after lunch, we went off to Bugis Street to shop. i bought myself two tops and ear studs instead of looking around for siva's birthday present. i'm a perfect example of a girl, i shop for everything else except what i planned to buy. pictures will be up in the next post.



i hate myself for losing temper this fast this easily. this is not me. i'm not the kind of person who is angered so easily. i don't know what's getting into me. it's not me to be rude to people. i apologize for throwing my tantrums at you.


the truth is. i'm scared, afraid. paranoid. i might smile and say that getting hurt at the end means it's not meant to be in the first place. but i'm afraid of getting hurt. i need some kind of assurance. it may seem silly, because we are in such a phase where assurance isn't need, cause it wouldn't make a difference. okay, i'm blabbering. i don't know what i'm feeling. i can't open up because i can't express what i'm feeling truly. it feels like noone is able to understand me. letting the tears flow down my cheeks seems like the only way to make myself feel better.



i'm feeling distorted.
will you hug me and tell me everything will be fine?