argh..

i love to destroy. i live to destroy.

when it comes to valentine’s day.. i hate it.. bcos i still rem him.. it suck.. why is he still in my mind when he‘s not supposed to.. when i’m supposed to hate him after what he had said about me. however, remembering him doesn’t mean i still love him or i miss him.. i just missed my little booboo at his hse.. regrets.. i shdn’t have left her there when she only slp on the floor at nite.. making herself smelly and even more dirty. no, maybe she’s somewhere in his storeroom.. =[ i hate it.. i hate this feeling of wanting to ask him if i could see booboo… =X this is not right.. something is not right… i’m not right.. when it comes to this day.. i was reminded of the rejection i got from him last yr even after “begging” him.. damn.. i’m such a weakling and it seems like i couldnt get over it… at least i’m trying hard….. but he wasn’t even my ex-bf or a friend.. he‘s only my classmate.. =]