i’m finally halfway with Sydney Sheldon’s Master of the Game. so far, it’s a good read. it’s like a telenovela! >XD wait lang. i’m trying to come up with a sound decision regarding this issue i’m in. i want to save our friendship so much that i’m willing to, whew, do something i’ve never done…

the play was fucking hilarious! it was funnier when i watched it on stage. it was overwhelming how the audience reacted positively to it, and i thought it was going to be a disappointment cos their rehearsals weren’t really satisfying. they surprised me, they surprised everyone! LOL i feel guilty that i was a bit…

the truth has never hurt me this bad. i feel pissed because this is where our friendship starts to wear off. it’s hard to bring back the old times. it’s hard to fake it all. even for the sake of preserving our friendship. i feel disappointed that i was misjudged, misunderstood and betrayed by the…

i want to drink. seriously. i miss the feeling of getting dizzy and drunk and just being crazy with my friends. i miss being light-headed cos recently i’ve just entered a state of paranoia regarding my crush. don’t i always? but it’s weirder this time. no, it’s the same. the same delusions. the same hurt.…