Monday.
This is Day3 in my new apartment. It has a queen sized bed for me to return home to. 32 inch flat screen TV. But a not so big bathroom. Quite cramped actually.Oh well, nothing's perfect?
There were a few things in my mind lately.
I realise that, I could actually just forget about it and not give a damn.
But because I still care. it just keeps making me upset.
It's like, trying to be a "kind/good" but stupid person?
Stupid for caring for something but a big chance that the related person never cared about it.
All I can say, coming to New Zealand is one of the right decisions I've made.
Among the other irreversible ones. In the past. I can't forget.
But everyday I move forward, the more I loathe your selfishness.
And the undeserved treatments you gave me.
The tears shed, was meant for someone who was worthy.
Bastard, you have no idea how much you made me go through alone.
Gawd I really sound so retarded.
And I actually have loads of work to do. Good bye.
PS: this is so totally unrelated to the title of the post.