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Friday, December 04, 2009

I guess I just need a channel to channel out all my unhappiness and frustrations.

Maybe it really isn't an important thing at all to think bout and make myself so unhappy. But somehow the significance of it is just so important to me.

4 months = 120 days = 2880 hours = 172 800 minutes = 10 368 000 seconds. Is that long or not? I don't know who to really blame on, myself, you or her. Not that I must blame somebody for it but i just wonder why it turned out like this.

I just feel so confused and gei gao with myself. Why can't you or we get it done in this period of time? Are we really so busy? Or are you really so busy? I am willing to wait for half a year, even more than half a year for it to be done by YOU/US, because it is just so important to me. Whenever I wear it on my wrist, I will remember the significance, of it, of US. and not of somebody else. Now the whole thing is really spoilt, and it isn't a perfect bracelet anymore.

The point is, i told her not to do it, because i wanted you to personally do it. And yet, she can still go touch MY bracelet. MY PRECIOUS BRACELET. I feel like scolding all the vulgarities and stuff to let all the steam out or say some mean stuff, but I can't.

I don't want to make a big fuss out of it in front of you or her. but just want to quietly on my own, in my blog, or whatever be able to at least express my feelings to people or strangers around me, who wouldn't know what is gong on. So in the end i just gotta accept it since its done right?

Actually I even thought of tearing the part out and getting it done by myself, but i guess its just not the same anymore even if i do it.

Maybe it just isn't worth it.

Times like that when my heart & mind contradict each other.