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Friday, April 30, 2010 - 10:03 PM
Confused?

No.. no, wait, I don't know.. You've made me realized that studies was not the only reason. It made me more confused and upset. Because maybe it's hard to accept the situation right now. It's hard to face the fact. I never thought it'll happen, but it did. I was wrong, and I regretted everything. I have no idea what's on your mind right now, but i could somehow tell... Why didn't I think of this before?.. It never occur to me before, i never thought you would do such a thing, because i thought you were the one. But I can't assume, can i? Things happen for a reason. And if this happens, I will just have to accept it and move on. Seriously, I don't know who you are anymore. Because you know why? People do change. Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worst.. I'm not in a fairytale. This is reality.. So it's time to put some senses into my head. You know how hurtful your Sunday text was? It tore me apart. Now i realize there is no such thing as forever and always. There is no such thing as a prefect one. I can never trust someone so deeply anymore. Not anymore. I can't let history repeat itself again. But, deep down, I know you are a good person. A person who cares and understands.. But lately, i don't understand what's going on with you. You've changed your mind about me, that is what i can confirm. After everything we've been through.. I think it's a waste. We've struggled so much, but it ends up with a nothing.


And now, i think its better to be safe. I don't want anymore of this drama.. And I'll said it again, I don't want history to repeat itself. I don't want to take anymore risk. God has plans for me, and I'm just gonna wait and find out.
One thing which makes me feel very lucky-good friends. I have many good friends who are always there for me.. Basta, I felt love. You don't just look at one person who bothers you and give you so much problems, you have to look at all your wonderful friends. Because true friends last forever. This, i believe.
They give a lot of encouraging words and show how much they really care.

It's possible to go on, no matter how impossible it seems, and that in time, the grief . . . lessens. It may not go away completely, but after a while it's not so overwhelming”

That was written on Andrea's blog. She wrote a special post just for me.. So sweet of her. Hehe.



If you really love a person, you'll accept all flaws. So you are not being honest, are you?