heyys. today i went to sch with a heavy heart, and came back with a heavier heart. mostly because of my common tests marks. haiz. my maths sucked. both of them were one more freakin mark to As...owels. however, tts not the whole reason. i kept thinking about what i wrote to him yesterday. i feel really bad. but i do not regret it. he is onl9 nw, but theres nth frm him. its lyk he is there but he seem like he is not there at all.
he is like so different from the 1st, no, 2nd time i met him. he used to be so attentive, so sweet. but now, he aint even reaponding. i rmb that i asked himto sms if he could spend the time. seems like i dont matter as much to him anymore. i dont know what he is thinking anymore. shouldn't the girlfriend have every right to know what is in that coconut of their bfs??
"love looks not with the eye but with the mind. therefore is winged cupid painted blind" this is one quote of shakespear's midsummers night dream. makes me feel like im hermia and him, lysander. i trust hes true. but i hope so bad that puck wont put love potion onto his eyes and wish that one day, i wont be the serpent like in my ironic dream.
i miss him soo much. his hands, his face, his eyes “so divine and perfect and clear. crystal is muddy" still not hearing anth from him. He seem to be unable to notice me anymore from the crowd of his onl9 frens. Im juz one of the faces. Ignorance...neglect...unspoken…dumbbed...lifeless…dead.
owells. Hahas. Dun gt too emo reading my post. Juz wrote the last line for dramatic effect since im lyk all over literature nw. hahahs. Im still bubble and cheer ful. Read profile. Hahas. Still hope he speaks though. Should I give him a nudge?
