Last night was fun but when I saw the pictures in my camera earlier when I woke up, I noticed that I looked a little different. Like something's missing. Something's wrong. I don't know if it's just me but even though I was smiling in those pictures, my eyes were saying something else. I know I said yesterday that I'll end the night better and I did. I had fun. It wasn't only until I woke up today that I noticed I was sad in the photos.
at Circa with Pat, Leira and Jam.
The newly formed L.J. (Loveless and Jobless) Wednesday Club.
I slept most of the day today. And do you guys remember about the guy that pissed me off yesterday? Well, I haven't heard from him and I guess that's why I am feeling worse than yesterday. I get difficulty in breathing like any moment I'll have an anxiety attack. I almost thought he could be the one. Not in the sense of being the one as in the husband but the one as in the boyfriend. Guess I was wrong and what did I expect thinking that when I barely knew him? Pssshh. This is what I get. A broken heart and an almost-anxiety attack. Thank you very much. I'm not sure how long this will last but I hope it won't last long. I just feel I need to share this to as many friends as I can and get it out of my chest before I self-destruct. Sorry for the ranting.
Tomorrow is going to be a new day and I'll be going out again for lunch with one of my girlfriends. Lunch, send application and then dessert. I might end up watching 17 Again alone though cos she rain checked on it. It's okay. I need some distractions right now.
What to do? What to feel? Your advices and opinions will help just please be gentle. :)