Balless

Where are your balls?

Playcupid promised that she'd write an apology, perhaps she has forgotten. I tagged her livejournal the other day and went to check today. "FUCK OFF"
Where are your balls, annonymous?
Seriously..

And it's too difficult to make peace with the ex girlfriend. It's my fault, yeah, Ok. It's my fault. I've not changed blarhfwefuiwehfiewhfe I've always been like this, I'm full of excuses. So nebermind lor. Like she said, I can't be bothered. Because I've other things to think about. And now that she got really insane over sms last night, I find it even more awkward now to.. remain as friends when we were never friends in the beginning. We jumped in as lovers and now.. I don't know how to react. So I'll just smile. And when she becomes less angry and when I've the balls then I'll talk to her. For now, it's just weird wanting to be friends with a person who hates my guts ?!?!?! who does that anyway.

I'm going to study my lit now. These trivial things, they shouldn't be blog worthy. But here I am contradicting myself. Uh.. sorry if you don't understand me? But I really cant be bothered if you hate my guts. I'm more bothered by my spoilt walcom tablet :'(