hello ppl:)

i'm back! hahaha.. so.. math quiz is over. pretty much screwed since I couldn't really do question3. but ah. it's just 5 freaking percent. oh and to think i actually rejoiced over the fact that I was done with ass week. Now you give me extended ass weeks. no. it should be called ass month. there's math test this week, 2 history tests next week, lit test the following, and econs test somewhere round the corner. and and its not as if there's time to slack in between the tests, since we actually have in class writing practices and if we dont write anything, we'll just seem stupid and lazy. hahaha. so yes. don't ask me why i'm slacking now. I have a feeling there's econs homework lurking somewhere in that harmless looking white booklet. such an innocent innocent object, yet so repulsive. hahah. OH YEA! I have an essay outline to do! oopsie. okok I better start soon:D

Perhaps, this is what they call love. For love requires dedication and unconditional passion and tears and frustration. I knew I loved you when I wanted to stand by you no matter what. I knew you mattered a lot to me when you left me dejected and lost for weeks. Because I knew that all in all, you cared. I used to think my feelings were reciprocated, that you saw me in the same light. perhaps i was wrong. Time and again, I've been disappointed too much. My tears have since dried and I now require no shoulders to lean on. An emotion drought finally? Sometimes, I keep wondering if I had made the right decision in the first place. To re-approach you even after we parted once. I tried. I really tried to do everything I could to salvage this relationship. My heart and soul lie exhausted, panting. What saddens me most isn't the non-existent effort you've put in to save us, but the amount of energy you summon to severe this partnership once and for all. You are, however, still in my thoughts. I think I still love you.

just in case you're wondering, it ain't boys i'm talking about.

chendol.