my early morning was full of smiles but it didn't last when i felt the sudden urge to get into the cyber world while waiting for preetyboy to fetch me. my vision went blank as i stared at the monitor screen. just as i thought, i was on the wrong window but it stabbed my heart pretty bad. just where did i go wrong again? i know this might sound irrelevant but giving me solid reason like "out of revenge" was way beyond ridiculous. sadly, i don't take that reason into consideration &i guessed it's pretty obvious that no explanation can explained to me what went wrong again. true, i was left feeling bloody disappointed.

i wanted to just hide in my room despite the make-up ive put on. but the funny thing was, i hate being that girl who easily admit defeat &i hate being physically and emotionally weak. so i turned off the computer and headed out, taking every possible deep breath i could. perhaps, i was just being emotional again but my heart told me it's happening, and it wasn't just another dream. oh, shut up life.

slowly without me realizing, i was smiling again like everything was just right. please don't laugh at me if i tell you this - the best treatment to cure a cracking heart is a little kiss on the forehead because to me, it means 'everything's gonna be alright, sweet'.

look preetyboy, you can be that very irritating guy on earth sometimes but i still love you. believe me when i said i have the weakest heart. sometimes, i regret being so emotional and all but the last time i checked, that was just me and i couldn't do anything. conclusion was made over lunch; what had happened was a lesson to be learnt for both me and you, remember. &pushing blame on each other is just so not cute anymore, unless someone is really asking for a cute punch.

anyway, just now was the second time my boyfriend got down from his bike in the middle of a road to fuck a taxi driver for being an asshole. &the least i could do was to sit still on the bike, put my full-tinted visor down &pray hard no vehicle will ramp into me. i thought, apart from being that adorable preetyboy, my boyfriend is a jeng-ster (read: gangster), you don't know ah.

okay, i need help. should i really go into hairdressing school &get another diploma there? drop me a tag or two. thankyou =)