so old...
I hope the shadows will not catch me. I'm running as fast as I can, so that I won't fall back into the trap. In the past few months I feel it closing up on me, but so far I've managed to escape. My only choice is to run faster, or to eliminate the ghost altogether. I hope I can do so eventually.
Still very occupied with too many things. Even though I'm been unofficially sacked from the Dewar's pool, I still don't have time for anything. 24 hours a day is not enough. It is not enough! I need more than 24 hours. They just disappear. Time flies. I'm 27 this year. We've been together for 1 year and 3 months. Time really flies.
Feel really old. Told my colleague this, but he said at least I'm still in my 20s. I think it's a matter of what you've experienced too, not just by how many years you've lived.
Heartbroken. Today was supposed to see him, but didn't get to do so due to some misunderstanding. All I want is just to see him. To be with him. Enjoy his company. Cuddle. Tomorrow I have this pool training that I cannot miss, so I guess it won't happen tomorrow either. Don't know whether he'll be busy during the weekends.
Last Saturday we took a drive up to Camerons. We didn't do much, just went up there to relax. I enjoyed myself very much, but mostly I liked that he wanted to spend some quality time alone with me. We talked and watched movies and drank wine and slept in and cooked maggi mee and took out the rubbish.
The typical coupley stuff. It felt really good, as if we really had our own place. If we have our own place right now, we could have avoided a lot of heartache and missings. We would have been able to sleep together in each others arms every night. To cook together, laze around watching tv. Play chess. Have friends come over.
At first it felt as if I was really lucky to have landed this job, but ever since I joined the company, we've been arguing and arguing and arguing. Curse in disguise?
It hurt a lot to hear him say that I'm irresponsible. It hurt because someone I loved dearly told me that I suck, and also because I've been trying so hard. As always, it is probably because I did not try hard enough.
So tired. Feel older than my 27 years old. 26 and 10 months actually. So old, Cass. When will it all be over?
Still very occupied with too many things. Even though I'm been unofficially sacked from the Dewar's pool, I still don't have time for anything. 24 hours a day is not enough. It is not enough! I need more than 24 hours. They just disappear. Time flies. I'm 27 this year. We've been together for 1 year and 3 months. Time really flies.
Feel really old. Told my colleague this, but he said at least I'm still in my 20s. I think it's a matter of what you've experienced too, not just by how many years you've lived.
Heartbroken. Today was supposed to see him, but didn't get to do so due to some misunderstanding. All I want is just to see him. To be with him. Enjoy his company. Cuddle. Tomorrow I have this pool training that I cannot miss, so I guess it won't happen tomorrow either. Don't know whether he'll be busy during the weekends.
Last Saturday we took a drive up to Camerons. We didn't do much, just went up there to relax. I enjoyed myself very much, but mostly I liked that he wanted to spend some quality time alone with me. We talked and watched movies and drank wine and slept in and cooked maggi mee and took out the rubbish.
The typical coupley stuff. It felt really good, as if we really had our own place. If we have our own place right now, we could have avoided a lot of heartache and missings. We would have been able to sleep together in each others arms every night. To cook together, laze around watching tv. Play chess. Have friends come over.
At first it felt as if I was really lucky to have landed this job, but ever since I joined the company, we've been arguing and arguing and arguing. Curse in disguise?
It hurt a lot to hear him say that I'm irresponsible. It hurt because someone I loved dearly told me that I suck, and also because I've been trying so hard. As always, it is probably because I did not try hard enough.
So tired. Feel older than my 27 years old. 26 and 10 months actually. So old, Cass. When will it all be over?
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