Sunday was so unproductive. But well my mum left for real. Control my diet so well today and thats probably the only thing im happy about. Went to siglap to get my fringe trimmed and its fucking awful now im just wondering if people would still befriend me. How.

Then it started pouring and it wasnt funny anymore cause I was feeling like crap. Met Aly and Alvin at town to chill and the we had a long bus journey back to icecreamchefs. Must be the bus journeys that made me so pissed somehow..But still we had fun so it makes it all up. Sean came suddenly and I was...too shock to even give a reaction so I just stoned. He was the same old Sean, same smile and the same old gitters that he gave me. He pullled a chair right beside and at that point of time I swear I just wanted to run. Run from this life sentence of guilt..I just couldnt.

It was the same awkwardness that people would give after an incident. I didnt want it man,I fucking missed him and I wanted to let him know it so bad. Its my ego right now because i hate making first steps and worse still,its not even my fault this time..
Why does my day have to end like this fuck