Best weekend ever
Meeting D tomorrow, C on Saturday and my grandparents on Sunday. Boyfriend, best friend, the one I love the most. If only every weekend was this awesome. <3
Work is a dreary place; the people there are such an awful, selfish and anal lot.
Well the world doesn’t revolve around you does it.
Please don’t transfer over, life will be bad enough without you in it.
What happens if you can’t help but feel that way, even if you know you shouldn’t?
Heart-meltingly sweet
Upon knowing I didn’t get the porridge lunch I was so looking forward to, D offered to treat me to porridge another day; how sweet is that? ^^
I have enough on my plate, I don’t need you walking over and making things worse.
If I had to name a best friend, it’d be C. And even with C, I don’t text her everyday. If there’s nothing to talk about, I see no point in dragging on a conversation just for the sake of replying. Unless you’re my boyfriend, no I won’t text you everyday. Unless you’re C, no I won’t text you everyday (we don’t, but if she wants to, I will).
It’s nothing personal, but if you continue to annoy me, refuse to get the hint or get the wrong hint, it will be.
"It’s funny how the past frames us. How the person we used to be never lets loose of the person we are. Past failures and disappointments, even victories take hold of us. They haunt us like ghosts, or visit us like old friends."
One Tree Hill Series Finale
Everyone around me, everybody except me.
Suffocating
When texting colleagues become more of a duty than a leisure, when whatever you post on Twitter translates into an “are you okay, what happened?”, when all you want is some time to yourself but they don’t give you any.
I wish people would just understand that even though I look like I enjoy socializing, in reality I hate talking unless we’re close and I rather be alone than have to converse/respond to conversation.
But then again, these things you can’t say (and so I bottle them up). Sucks when your Twitter, a place that’s supposed to be free from prying eyes, where you are supposed to be able to rant or sigh at ease, turns into a place you have to avoid just so that people won’t know you’re available and start texting you.
You’re so cute when you worry. ^^
I was freaking out myself, but the moment you started worrying and typing in caps it was so cute I couldn’t help but smile, nothing fazed me anymore.
You make every single cloud float away, you bring the sunshine back into my life.
I love you. <3
