Date: Monday, 13 December 2010 Time: 8:47 am Swing up high and run away; that's what I want to do right now ![]() Hi, I'm back from Genting. Fun, cool, amazing. That's all. And I'm working. I hope my feelings are wrong, totally wrong. A cold shoulder, I guess. I don't want that. That's not the way I've expected it to turn out. Why? Have I done something or say something wrong? Or was it rather at the wrong timing? Or was it plainly the way my feelings told me? Everything is so wrong. I am pissed, but part of me can't get mad at you like I wanted it to. It hurts. And I have no slightest idea what I should say to you right now. |