terrible night.
it was a night of emotional torture for a few hours yesterday as flashbacks kept running through my head while i was attempting to sleep.
it didn’t run through the good things. it only ran past the bad stuffs that happened recently. and it’s affecting me real bad now.
i only managed to salvage 2 hours of proper sleep last night. and to think of it, i actually had about 7-8 hours to sleep?
i couldn’t stop getting up every 5 minutes, trying to forget what i just ‘saw’. i started vomiting when the flashbacks started to make me tear. it was terrible.
honestly right now, i don’t want to go to thailand. neither do i want to stay in singapore. i just wanna make the jump. the jump that i could have made last year.
we’re probably not friends anymore, but i’ll still keep you in thought next year. when my secret project comes into play. you’ll like the like surprise – trust me on this. i’m doing this, not because i’m practising favourtism.
but rather, i want to make up for things. and it’ll be nice. hopefully,
A, i’m really sorry for screwing up. i’m really, really sorry.
it just seems so difficult to cope without you as a friend.
can i make up for things? could you sms me something? anything. i really want to make up for things.
by now…sorry would mean nothing to you.
but in my dictionary. sorry means to learn from my mistakes and never to do it again.
i’ve learnt my mistake in a harsh manner.
please reconsider. please.
for you peeps, i’m not bringing my second phone line to thailand. if you need me, sms my first line.
