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This is for you, fucktard 2
June 8, 2007Yep, here I go again. I was surfing youtube, and i came across Alanis Morissette's song… this one is called UNINVITED. And the last verse made me think of those fucktards who decided everything. You know who they are… they think they're conceived through immaculate conception, and that they are immaculate themselves. *Barf*
So, here you go…
"Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
You speak of my love like
You have experienced like mine before
But this is not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight"
Fixing a broken heart
Oh…the dating game is about to start.
I've talked to Aus last night. We talked for 25 minutes. We talked about religion and stuff. There were a few dead air, but nevertheless, it was a very good chat. We are both in the process of healing. And we know exactly what we're going through. Are we flirting? No. Not yet anyway.
It looks like me and Megs are back together again. I don't know. We're talking on the phone regularly. And lately, we've been talking about getting back together. Honestly, I'm not yet ready to be in a relationship (maybe, next month heehee). But I have this stupid feeling that in order for me to forget all about "it", I would be needing someone new. Is it unfair??? I'm not that "atat" to be in a relationship again (unlike someone I know… ). But as the song says: Nobody wants to be lonely… nobody wants to cryyyyyy. Do I love Megs? Yes. Since I was 12 years old.
Anyway, I can't mope forever you know. And Megs has been my friend since my childhood years. Think about Dawson's Creek… and we were a couple during our high school years. After almost eight years, we're walking down the same road again. We learned from our mistakes. We know each other better now. But somehow, a part of me says NO. Though it's just a teeny weeny voice in my head, I can't seem to ignore it. A big part of me says GO AHEAD. Honestly, I really want to. But I don't know…
So… I think I'll just let myself loose this time. Been to too much restrictions, and my life got fucked up. Sometimes, I'm awashed with regrets over the time I spent disillusioned… Not anymore, baby. This time, I won't fall in love with the idea of love. Of loving someone different… of staying in a relationship because we're popular. Nah… not anymore. Madwoman has already grown up.