Running away is not a solution.
And yet, I'm the one running now.

When you have no one to talk to,
you talk to the computer :)

History once again repeats itself.
This is all going to be funny when we look back 10 years from now. But as of the moment, I don't see me laughing.
Today, i walked passed you. Heh, that sounds so pathetic. For the past few days, I've been trying to avoid any contact with you. By taking the long way just so I don't have to walk pass your class. By skipping recess just so we won't be at least 10 feet near each other. Heh, why am I doing this? Why should I be doing this? My friend says, even if you act weird, I should just continue being normal, just so it'd be easier on the both of us. Easier said than done. I realised, the more you try to avoid someone, the more you'd bump into that person. That is a fact! Today, hahaa, I purposely walked a longer distance, to use the other stairs, just so I won't bump into you. But I guess we were both playing the who-can-avoid-better game, cause you used that stairs too. Soo, the unavoidable awkward moment started. I waved. I mean, what else was I suppose to do? But obviously, you felt there was another option other than waving, to ignore instead. You once told me, there's a difference between ignoring and avoiding. Ignoring is like not giving any respond to the person and avoiding is totally trying to not run away from that person. I think you're trying to ignore and avoid me. Double trouble, how cool is that? It really is like dejavu. I remember how horrible I felt the last time this happened to me. Even breathing was hard.

Tell me when you want to be friends again, alright. This silence is torturing me and I seriously don't plan on ending my high school life like this. Time will heal, yeah, but how long? One week, two months, a year, ten years maybe? I don't have time to spare...

I hate boys.
In general, I don't.
Just specifically.

If you consider me a boy, then fine, I hate myself.
Why, is the famous question. Of course every decision comes with an answer.
Now heres mine.

Boys, they always win.
In the mind game, I mean.
Yess! Believe it or not, they always win.
And they don't even have a strategy!! Thats the aggravating part -__-
How do they make someone feel so many emotions at one time?!?
Well, girls have many times prove that its possible, thanks to boys.
NOOO! You should not be proud!!

Its like one minute, you're making me so worried and wondering whats happening.
Then, you make me so angry because it was bullshit.
Then you make me happy when you apologize for it!!

And now, you're making me wonder,
where is our relationship going?

But one things for sure,
where ever this journey is taking us,
I don't plan to quit anytime soon ;)

But I still hate boys -__-

Why would a guy like you, talk to a girl like me?

Seee, girls are paranoid -__-

I was looking through some stuffs that day, and it hit me that,
you know so many other people.
You have this huge link of friends, which obviously consist of many many infinity number of girls which are more girly, prettier, kinder, smarter...Oh well, you get the picture.

So, why even talk to me?

Well, its a just a question.
Definitely NOT a complain ;)

Am I the only one that feels the need to talk to you all the time?
I think so.

I know I don't even stand a chance beside her.
She's nicer, funnier, more hyper. And you guys seem to click, just like that!
Its like you were designed for each other.
I should've managed to install that thought into my brain by now,
but somehow, my eyes always seem to flicker to your direction when we're in the same room.
Hahah. Its funny when I think about what teacher said before,
"Sometimes the person you love most, will not love you back. Thats just life."
Soo, what if I don't plan to succome to life?

I see the way you look at her.
The way you take the initiative to talk to her, and just her.
Hahah. Sometimes, I wonder if I look exactly like you when I try to get your attention.
To at least get a glance from you. But, you never look my way.

Should I just give up?
Its easy to fall in love, but difficult to fall out of it.