I knew since the beginning that he [chobs] would fall into your hands. Well, sino bang hindi napunta diyan? No offense. Pero sana your relationship with him wouldn't turn out to be like those you had which lasted for less than a week. Long message short, just don't break him. I let go of him like I did with high school life. He's nothing more than a pretty face to me now. I admit I still care for him, but it's just like how I do for my brother.

And to the one I have my eyes and all now, omg. I have been told and I have seen that EXPECTING is one way of hurting yourself, myself. So tell me now, are we going somewhere or are we just playing around? I'm not that patient at things like this because when I don't do anything, my mind works like mad. It recalls things and fast forwards everything. I anticipate. I expect. So I hurt myself indirectly. Tsk. IT sounds stupid. Really stupid. But that's it. Can't help it. Sorry.

I've been trying to contain myself, especially at the dorm because if I don't, it'd be hell. It's also hard being myself during classes, especially when trying to stay awake. HAHA. Kidding. Anu ba yan. Ang gulo na ng post ko. Bweh.

Back to him, the current, because chobs is past. You know I like you and that, if returned and nurtured, could turn into love.
@ 9:40 PM