Saw *that bastard* friend on wed, heard of some things regarding *that bastard*.
Got totally disgusted by what I heard.
Till now, I still can't shake it out of my mind.
FREAK!
Why was I so blind to have loved him like I did.
Don't even know if i still think of him now. FML.
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Dunno what I wanna do with my life.
Sometimes I feel all stressed up when I think of all the things that needs to be studied and completed.
But, most of the time, I just can't feel the urge to go ahead and start working on all of it.
Stressed but not wanting to do any work. Ironic isn't it?
Sometimes I really wonder if I'm really cut out for this line of work. There are just so many "what if"s and so many insecurities.
Sometimes I would think of the possibility of me repeating the year in fear of screwing somebody's leg/ arm up.
~will my mr right ever appear?~
