ALIVE
Oh yes.
Yes!
I'm still alive.
Dying has been my current hobby for some time. And i was literally dying. It's just that the happy people were unfortunate to see it. or I chose not to be seen.
Actually, acting alive is actually another of my 100 ways of dying. And i hate myself for not being to rant my heart like i used to do. I just can't face my blog, when in the last few entries, i am excited for a happily ever after. and same person ruined it. just now, i can't even read that piece of happiness i have for my stupid prince charming.
I am not calling him stupid because of some reasons why girls call their lost loves that way. But because he really is one. Here are some reasons why he is so deserving of that title:
1. He proposed to me, and i drunkenlysaid yes, and i think he chose to forget it on the night after.
2. The day after, he was caught with another woman.
And i can't believe I actually loved him. Wow, I called it love. I dunno. Whatever. That was my first time to be played on. I actually took the risk of believing in him, eventhough i know i met him in the wrongest place in the world. I thought my feelings for him would change the "very well known" fate of those people who fell in love after-being-kissed-in-a-party.
in the first place, failure in love was obvious. i know that very well.
but he was too good in making our fairy tale a happy ending.
that Peter Pan and Wendy could fly..forever..hand in hand.
how about Peter Pan and some Tinkerbell making love when Wendy is sleeping?