Time doesn't seem to be doing good to anything that has passed. Memories still as fresh in my head. I'm upset, i'm afraid. I choose to run away from reality, but i knew this solution won't do good to me. Thousand of times i had to reassure myself that i was ok, that i would be fine... I wanted all that i've lost to be back, but it doesn't seem to be possible. Seriously, i'm missing all those moments we had together. All the laughter, and everything...
People who know me might not know i can't take jokes. I hide too much to myself. I only tell those who are closer to me, perhaps my best friends. Xiao Qi i may be...don't know inherit from who de...ahaaha... Jokes are ok if its said once or twice, but more than that, especially if the joke is aimed at me, i cannot take it... Sorry, but that's me =). How would you feel if pple joke at you more than twice and keep on repeating it day-in-day-out? This won't be a joke anymore, in fact, i feel its more of making fun...
I hope, tommorow would be a better day...
