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Monday, February 18
she shared @ 7:20 PM

i am supposed to be on vacation.

one of late afternoons, thick fictions, home-cooked food, long long showers, moisturiser(s) indulgence, ArcadeTown and rented dvds.

but it's decided that today, i shall have a burning forehead and a bitch of a headache that is not going away. it's a wonder i'm blogging.

anyways..

exams are over, along with the rushed adrenaline and all.. am not exactly feeling victorious as such. and don't ask why, i don't even wanna question myself on that one. weird thoughts. just how time flies!

feels like it's back to the "what next?" crossroads on one hand, yet roaring to get on with plans for the future on the other. and even on the latter, there are multiple options to ponder over. the bachelor's degree will be pursued only in matter of time, perhaps just not immediately. best done with a peace of mind on the financial matters, obviously.

matters of the heart are at a familiar standstill. hate to talk about it, pains to keep it bottled up too. i love who i love, can't help feeling torn. sooner or later, i'd be watching myself fail and disappointing all. so very badly. i'm sorry.

PS. thank you dear for the lovely cake. lovelier, was the effort of getting it. thank you.

PPS. i watched PS I Love You. couldn't stop tearing from the start right through the end. nb.

PPPS. i found my specs :)

PPPPS. i am never going back to AMK Hub :(