Just came back from a happy-go-lucky time with my mates from SNT. Its been a long time since I actually spend time with them to that extend. A whole load of ppl were present. Compared to the previous time when there were only two girls.
Anyways, the session did me good. Needed a whole load of the stuff to get my mind off things. Din work as much though coz I was still thinking about stuff while in the cab. N it is surprising how I can still blog in with the amount of good stuff and chain-o's I took in.
Love says I find it a hopeless case. Which I tend to agree to a certain extent. But a part of me still wants to hope. Can I say that I love you? Or should I just run away and hide?
I'm done in. Let me just be me in normal circumstances and me being the real me when no one else is around. I'm masking myself. But I still lead a life in how I want to live it. Oh the irony!