
Once again, I'm back at this same old page. I can't help but wonder, if there's anyone whose really visiting this anymore. I reckon not so.
Before leaving Australia, people have urged me to open a blog so that I could put my feelings. Yet, many times I know that I blog only when I feel extreme emotions. I'm either sad, angry or happy. Yet, happiness seems so seldom.
I would say I'm happy now, cause I've met Ris and he means a lot.
Thanks for being there for me whenever I'm happy or down.
I can't help but say that there is more and more of a strained friendship going on these days. Being selfish, to each to your own, not giving, seems to be more and more of a trait.
I guess I'm tired of all these antics already.
Do you really want me to not care anymore? That's my struggle. I know I can achieve it but I just want a clean break and not be somewhat false about this.
Yes, I am having my reserves. Yes, I don't know how I can believe or trust you.
It just feels like I'm telling you so much and trying so hard but no, you are not of any much a friend to me.
Its wearing me out and I can't help but feel the friends in singo are what makes things special.
My camera seems forsaken cause there's really nothing to take in Australia especially when you're stuck in a suburb called Clayton.
Life just revolves around studying and going home. Once a week of groceries, once a month of shopping. How dreadful is life now.
I can't wait to live in the city. I can't wait to go back to singo. I don't give a damn if you say I'm mulling and shit but yeah, so what if I am.
At least I jolly know what I'm here for.
If being selfish is what you want to be, I shall stick with being that too. No more sharing of any love.