IT's been hell of two weeks for me since we broke up. I've been living like a cat...not doing anything....sleep for the whole noon when i have tonnes of works to do and to submit next week...what a lazy bum i am. Can't believe that he broke up with me after 4 years saying that he still couldn't cope with my temper and my peculiar behavior. Well, same goes to me, i couldn't cope with his behavior and thinking too.
It's been two weeks we hadn't seen nor heard from each other. Since then, my temper went off track and became worse which i think it's unacceptable at all. Now, stressing out with my degree course, wondering whether should or shouldn't quit...Should i? Or should i not? It's like a never ending question and i knew all the answers myself...why is it so hard to choose...i left my courage in my dreamland. Sigh.... Sometimes, i still do think about him. Thinking that we have so much similar things that we'd done coincidentally. Yet, we have nothing much in common.. I love travel, he love movies; i love to dream , he's realistic....
Most of the guys now are not gentlemen anymore...most of them are thin, not so tall ( not to be offensive ) where as i'm fat and short...most of them love cute girls where as i'm just so ordinary that sometimes i could be transparent.. i don't dare to put much hope on my next relationship but still hoping it would be better.. I'm just such a dreamer...
i just hope...my tattoo could give me more strength in the future...not changing my temper to be worse..but making me stronger........pray..
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