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Yesterday I was falling through a bottomless pit. my sorrow never seemed to end... I just kept on falling. Even when I woke up this morning, I still couldn't really grasp the fact I was actually in Melbourne. Walked around today, had subway (YUMMY (:), bought some stuff and headed home. Talking to YQ now gosh he's preparing for Vday.. guess what I'm doing on Vday. absolutely nothing! HA. But it's okay, I've had enough sugar moments for myself. Suddenly, out of nowhere, it became clear. Whatever it is, he LOVES me. Goddamnit. Love is a powerful word. It shouldn't be used as and when you'd like to. It should be used on the correct person, at the correct times, and only when you understand that love is a powerful emotion that can make or break you. So I may have been an emotional wreck last night, but it's okay, thank you...