Its a Sunday.

A wet wet Sunday.

I woke up at 3pm just now.

Even when Mummy came back from the stall, i was still in bed, covered in my comforters.

I wanted to send Trisya to pick up her bussary award, but i was too sick to even get up.

I even have to give my yoga session a miss.*sigh*

Feeling realli bad now.

I woke up feelin like SHIT!

U noe wat, i just wanna run very far away and leave everythin behind.

I am sick and tired of getting hurt over & over again.

Y must people still talk abt my past when they noe, im trying hard to move on and lead a new life?

Y must they always rake up my past and make me feel sore abt it?

Y can't they let me live in peace?

I believe, people come and go in ur life.

If love is the word, im sure its gonna hurt tis much.

But then, i would rather be alone rather than getting hurt over & over again.

Pls remember, my PAST is long over.

Dun rake it up and hurt me with tat.

Hopefully i will be better tomorrow.

I have an urgent meeting at the office and there's no way i can take time off from werk.

Till then, i think i shall rest the day away.

Sumtimes its true,

" when u love someone, u gotta learn to let them go."

God Bless.