February 26, 2012 - Sunday Evening ..

That was just an ordinary day. Nothing is new, except for another life. Sunday morning, I woke up not so early, eat my breakfast, took a shower, stayed at my room, and continued with my heavy projects. Being a student is so boring. It gets on my nerves. You always get pressure. Especially on your tertiary level. Things are like in a hurry. Do this. Do that. For the sake of your grades. Seriously. I am so damn pressured. There is nothing new, nothing. It gets boring, since the day he broke my heart.

What is with Sunday evening? Again. It is just an ordinary day. I got bored in facing my laptop, and my internet connection pissed me off. It gets slower. Crap. As an ordinary brokenhearted young lady, I am so tied up with the one who broke my lovable heart. I missed him. I cried. I did the “group messaging”, informing all the people that is in my contacts (except him) that I am very sad. Again. Sad. And there is this countable replies, asking me if what makes me sad. I didn’t answer all of them. I only chose those close to me. And again, they comforted me. Which is another boring thing. Is there another way or new way to comfort me? Hays.

Moving on is never easy. It is a super-long-process. Up until now, I am still on that process. I keep on denying that I am already okay, but still can’t avoid to think of him. The last time I cried was during our MUST-Days, that was February 11, 2012, not sure of it. I gave up. It was a very long wait to really breakdown. And I did it on that day. I cried like a child that was lost, and can’t get over of being lost. My friends got worried, and they hugged me. I stopped. Laughed at myself. And continued at home. I am lost. Very lost. And I screw that guy for leaving me. Look! I can’t find my way back home.
I am out of words. PERIOD.