September 7, 2009
He bought me a present...it was very beautifully wrapped in an elegant bright/glossy white with a shade of grey border's wrapper. In the front a black rectangular shaped card was taped to it...inside was a silver beautiful chinese looking bookmarker...with the engraved word..."happiness."
The colors, the style, the tone...they were very unique. Simple, yet elegant. Beautiful and classy.
I loved it.
I opened it while he and I were waiting in line at Norms. Breaking Dawn. wow. Awesome.
The bean soup was great. The salad and the dressing was awesome.
I went home and read to halfway of the book.
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September 10, 2009
First Day of School post will be up during the weekend.
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Sometimes I wonder why. I now understand the reason for my present insecurity. I caught some things. There was a reason for me to not trust, because it just so happens that...I found something that shows me...that he did not keep his word.
After taking advantage of my body, he talked to another girl. Now, didn't he say that he will be "reserved"?
And what's with the comment on myspace?
"So how do you manage to keep your promises? (: " I asked him once.
"Simple xP I just ignore," he replied with confidence.
If he were blindly going against his words, perhaps this marks the beginning of the cycle again.
Now...I don't believe him at all about what he did today...because...I just can't trust him anymore after seeing that he commented back.
So was it coincidence that I happened to accidently click something on my toolbar that revealed everything?
Maybe...it wasn't. Maybe I was meant to see it.
I'm not quite sure why my mood is so down nowadays.
For one, he totally disrespected me and did NOT even apologized or touched the subject. He just ignores it...and now...he broke his promise...
Perhaps...I can never trust anyone in this world again... no one...no one at all...
I am hated and criticized by everyone around me. By people who know me. By people who barely know me. By people who don't even know that I exist.
Many times I see myself encouraging and smiling to others...wanting to see their bright smiles on their faces...
And many times I see myself being taken advantage of.
"I need you. I don't feel happy. Make me happy."
So I make them happy.
Then when I'm sad and I come to them....their response...
"What? Uh...well just cheer up. okay, i'm busy now."
And now...he left me...
He left me...
He left me.
