With Anger, Comes Love.

I swear to God, I'm on an emotional roller coaster today.

Ups, downs, left, rights, twists and turns... you name it, I've been through it.

All in ONE DAY.

Before I begin, I'd like to apologize to anyone for the previous post. If it so happened that I managed to scare you off, I am sorry.

I so am.

Yeah as I was saying, my emotions've been out of control today.


In the morning, I was hopeful. Hopeful cos' I was naive enough to think that the someone in my previous post would realize his mistake.

The funny thing is... he actually saw me in college today walking down the street, wearing some stoooopid black cap that made his head look so swollen.

Not that his head isn't swollen with ignorance, I meant MORE swollen. Swollen as in BIG.

And whaddya know, he didn't do anything. Not even a single "Hi".

Saw how pathetic or not?

=.= ,,!,,

So this, made me angry. And frickin' jealous.

Exactly where the jealousy comes in, I ain't telling!!! That's my past, strictly labelled P&C. (If you have absolutely no idea what P&C is, God bless your soul.)

But to quote Newton's laws of motion and my title...

"Every force has a reaction; an equal and opposite reaction."

Or something like that laah. As an engineering student who's supposed to memorise the laws Newton thought of when an apple clocked him, I fail as what I am now.

But still.... 3.81 CGPA!!!!

Anyway.... after the brief period of emo-ness, I went to help my juniors in their fundraising campaign.

Raising 10,000 bucks for the Gaza children in one week is no easy task, if not impossible. And so I chipped in a bit of help. Decorating, cutting, and shopping for stationery. (The styrofoam cutter was my favourite part, yeah Roslyn? Shibi?) *laughs*

At first, I was merely helping to take my mind off things. But then, as I got to know my juniors better, I started getting happier, cos' at the end of the day....
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I realized I've made 5 new friends.

So yeeeeees. Thank you Eelin, Shibi, Roslyn, Calvin, and Di-Yan.

You guys really made my day.

And now, my midnight coffee's gonna end it.

Bwahaahaa.

To the special someone : I stand by my word. Friends are there for a reason, but the reason is not "So that you can ditch em and ignore them whenever you want".




P.S. There's a photo for this post, actually. I'll get it up as soon as I get my handphone connected to my PC. Blame the laziness. huhu

P.P.S I'm thinking of changing my title color. You know, the one with the moon. Any suggestions, anyone?

Yours truly,
Mervin, treasuring memories along the way. Except yours, that is.

I Hate This Part Right Here.

That's right. I'm furious right now, as in literally furious. I'm actually firing up to my head.

I swear I could actually start throwing things around if it wasn't for the fact that they were MY stuff.

I'm actually mad at one person, and only that ONE person. Exactly who, I won't tell, but to that special someone : if you're reading this, you should know that I'm talking about you.

We met at the end of the third sem, and only started chatting normally like friends during this sem break.

But guess what? Just 6 weeks, and you're already treating me so badly.

Excellent.

I've already told you about the one person I hate, and now, you decide to be exactly like him.


You don't care about the way I feel, and just blurt out random nonsense without realizing it. - INCONSIDERATE.

You don't even take the effort to reply my messages. - DOWNRIGHT inconsiderate.

When you want me as your last resort to go out for dinner, you text me. But when I text you, you just never bother to reply, and keep me waiting for your non-existent reply. - HEARTLESS.

APPLAUSE, NO?

And now, you're avoiding me. I've been sms-ing you for two days, and you don't even reply.

Not even a SINGLE word, such as NO, or some shit like that. Nothing. N-O-T-H-I-N-G.

Look, I can understand if your phone's low on credit, but a simple sms like "Call me, no credit" is enough. But noooooo, you chose to hold your tongue.

Fine.

Who am I to you? Someone you can just trod and kick around?

Look, i don't need this kinda shit. IMHO, I haven't offended you, but if I have, then could you just grow some balls and say it to my face? For your kind information, I can handle the truth, even if it's gonna be a load of pain.

And if you don't want me tagging along your outings, just SAY IT!

I don't care if it's a "No, I don't really like you..." or a "FUCK OFF", just say it, instead of avoiding me like some sissy bastard.

I don't have to explain any further. You wanna be friends, you should've been serious right from the start.

I don't care, and won't care about you anymore. You can't even own up, and you wanna call yourself a man.

Oh. And I'll only be aplogizing if, by some miracle, you manage to read my blog, realize it's you I'm talking about, realize your mistakes, and do the right thing.

I SERIOUSLY doubt that'll happen.

I'm just writing and publishing this on the World Wide Web cos' I'm sick of being treated like some insignificant person, that you only call when you've got no one to accompany you, and also for anyone else out there who think they can do this to me.

Go pull all your precious hair off, okay?

Three more words for you....


GO TO HELL!!!!


Yours truly,
Mervin.