maybe i am the mistake.

i hate it when i turn to my blog for comfort. Putting those thoughts into words and entertaining a public audience. but sometimes you simply have no choice, when your next closest thing/person is angry/pissed (you name it) with you. no outlet, but a pathetic pink blog. i can simply pretend that none of you readers exist and please pretend for this moment that you don't.

i want to admit (to none of you, cos you don't exist) that sometimes i feel so lousy about myself-as a girlfriend. so sad right. once you feel like this, every other thing you do you'll start to doubt your ability to be a good girlfriend.

that's probably about all i can disclose. skeletons in the closet are meant to be kept in. and no, my relationship with j.c is not at all strained. just one of those lousy days that i am hurting, and thinking too much.

i hope that you (not the rest of you) know that there are times when those "i'm sorry" are withheld by my pride, or by the presence of bad timing.

maybe this explains this lousy, emotional, annoying post at 2.03am. cos i simply want to apologise. sorry for my inability to say sorry and the capability to only say it here. sorry for spoiling your day at 1.55am.

and sorry to you(the rest of you audience whom i choose to pretend you guys don't exist momentarily), your presence matters alot la. i am just being erm, lousy and mean and annoying and erm lousy.

nights world.