I realli dun kw where to start. There are some things that i should not be saying, but im realli trying veri hard to seal it in. Im verbal by nature, and now im starting to keep things to myself.
The reason is veri simple, im simply hooked. In life, there's nothing more important to me then relationships, be it family or love or frends, i look upon these as the fundamentals of my life.
Being emotional is not a mistake, its not a weakness, im not going to change tat fact. I always brain-fuck myself, i totally agree with that. Everyone have something that keeps them going, and for me its love.

I can do endless things with love, yet things always seems to go the wrong way sometimes. I can continue to bluff myself, yet i kw wat is going on. Im confident, but tat seems a tad too over sometimes, sometimes changes are not realli for the better, its just the perspective tat u view someone. I cannot pin-point wat i feel and write it here, because im supposed to learn to keep things to myself. Someone once said i have a weak personality, is that true? I kw july i will be starting school le, i onli have 1 mth left till then, people tell me i have plenty of girls in SIM waiting for me, but do these people kw tat its realli hard to find someone tat realli suits u? Im beginning to understand a phrase 'the one u love the most will never love u the most' . Things dun seem tat bad, but i always believe in my instincts and feelings.

All along i always thought sincerity can go a long way, but its realli not true de, around me people have been telling me tat being sincere is nice, in the end, those people tat get good girls are people tat aint sincere at all. Im brain-fucking myself as i have said b4, but im realli tired, the whole week i've been working the morning shift. I've not been sleeping well because im waiting for someone to tok with online, yet im starting to feel tat im disturbing her.

Being sweet doesnt mean u're a nice guy and ppl have to accept u. Most prob she accepts wat u do for her because she just cant be bothered to tell u to screw-off. Im not supposed to want any returns when im being nice, because im supposed to be sincere, yet on the other hand, wat happens when tat special someone dun realli reprocicate? Yes, the 'thks' was there, wat else do
i expect right? I realli dun kw, but i realised tat in the end, im still the low confident guy tat i was in the past.

Y cant god be fair to me? Im just a whiner in the end, whining at the heavens and god for not being fair to me. Yes, i seem veri dramatic and have alot of patterns, yet who kws the solitude in me? The void in my soul? Noone, absolutely noone, not even my bestest buddy. I used to have people i can tok to over the phone. But they have alreadi left me long ago. Even my bestest buddy doenst seem so good anymore, we have grown up, and our tinkings differ. Im making people around me sick and tired of my whining, i tried to shut up, but they realised im diffrent and asked me wat happened... Is this realli wat i am? someone that whines and pisses people off? I tink I know there's someone, a someone tat wishes tat im doing all these for her, yet i realli onli have 'her' in my heart rite now. Im keeping quiet on the full details.

I realised tat she have suddenly became hot property, because she 'upgraded' herself, yet does she kw, tat i have liked her from the start? when she's just her? Just the basic her? I kw other guys are actually saying she's sweet-looking, but have they ever used their heart to view her as her? Im afraid, realli afraid, afraid tat i cannot stop the inevitable. I kw her heart have someone else from the past, yet im realli trying veri hard to feel tat position. I can feel it, yet i dun kw wat that someone did to her tat made her wat she is todae. The lock is starting to open abit i kw, yet i still need more time to open the lock, and yet time, ironically, is wat im lacking now.

Im still doing my 'project' right now, i guess i the end i wont give it to her as a reminder of our sweet start.
Im going to give it to her as a parting gift . . . a reminder of me, the guy that sincerely loved her.

Jason---> tinking too much.