; call him mine

i swear, my body clock is so messed up i don't even have a word for it anymore. nocturnal doesn't work, anymore, what do you call a creature that wakes in the evening and sleeps at noon? i head out about 10pm every night and i reach home at what, 9 or 10 in the morning.

so yesterday, 150 for the first two matches, but 250 gone for the mexico one. shouldn't have been greedy but that's human nature and i'm no exception.

i'm enjoying singlehood, but walking contradiction that i am, i miss the perks of a relationship. i see calv and ww, or jona and jen, and i was thinking. mm. jh and i, or sam and i were so saccherine sweet during the good times.

and yeah. honestly.. i do not appreciate mentions of the ex boyfriend. even though i'm over him and everything, i see no need for so many people to tell me, hey do you know samuel's got a bike? sure, i'm happy for him and everything, but it is of no concern to me, so spare me the few minutes of reminiscing of what was. but then, i can't really remember what it feels like to be in his arms anymore, so yep i guess it's a chapter of the story of my life that i'm over and done with.

outbursted on winnie today (yes again!), but no pick up, and when he did, he refused to talk. i have no idea what's going on. but fine, have it your way, i'll just let it go.

sure i know you're mr stubborn scorpio with an ego the size of everest, but i have my pride too. i've broken down the walls, you don't even have to climb. you just have to walk straight through, is it so hard?

oh yes the song above is sooooooo meaningful to me right now, those who knows my situation, check it out. (: