I have come to terms with myself that I will never be able to stop myself from loving him until the day a new distraction comes.

But until then, I will just allow myself to love him, with no hopes of anything happening.

The Social Butterfly has somehow lost all her magical dust and flutter. But I suppose with some partying, she will somehow regain it all back again.

=D

I'm rewatching Closer again, and this time it's another different perspective.

The irony of the situation is so so close to my heart right now. Somehow.

"Hello, Stranger."

It's strange how love or the "imprinting" (Twilight Lingo!) of someone makes one go head over heels.

Nevertheless, I'm glad that I've gone through it and I'm not any worse off.

I'm so looking forward to clubbing with Samson and friends again. =)

He's somehow always there when I need company. Actively seeking.

HAPPY. I like attention.