Paranoia doesn't help.

The vibration of my phone got me all psyched up. I jumped out of bed though my head felt really heavy from the migraine. Screw that, really. But that didn't really matter coz J's message on my phone screen just put a wide smile on my face. That does it. And shoot me with all the wild thoughts I had yesterday night. No, my baby didn't go clubbing nor was he grinding girls. He was just being him. Sleeping.

J : Afternoon! :) Sorry I didn't call you yesterday night. I fell asleep while waiting for you.

Me : Really? You didn't club?

J : Huh? No. You took damn long to reach home. I was really tired. You think too much.

Me : I think so too. Coz I still ...... Ttyl!

I'm happy tonight! Awesome, coz he's putting me to sleep!

Torment.

10.30pm. I know I shouldn't wait. It's fine. I'll wait.

Edited.

2.26am. I give up. My mind's going wild enough. You're prolly clubbing, grinding, I don't know. Why do I even care? But at least be nice to me, and text me your morning message. And the only thing I'm hoping to know is, "I've been sleeping sweet."

Let's just see.

p.s. If you're wasting yourself away, it's fair, it's fair. Whateffs.

Talk through the night with Zach shall we.

Baby, I miss your soft lips.

Every night, I'd cry when he puts me to sleep.
Every night, I'd have him telling me to move on.
Every night, I'd ask if he'll be by my side.
Every night, I'd have him assuring me he'll never leave.
Every night, I'd wish for a different night. Without the tears, only laughter.
And that night, has yet to come.

I miss these boys. I miss the one on the left more. My baby, J.

At least, shoot me.

Dear J,

I cried so hard on our date today. Just for this one night I will not think about you. I will have fun, and laugh again. And enjoy every minute. Tomorrow I will deal with the hangover.

Who says I care?

J's over at Zouk now. I know I shouldn't care and I'm not saying that I care. All I care is to see him tomorrow for our lunch date and tell him how much I've missed him.





But, I'm pretty sure that's not going to happen. The 'I miss you' part.

To that boy.

I said.

Don't bother waiting coz I don't want to get over J.

If you're single and you're down you shout LEPAK.

7 days more and school's gonna start. Ask me if it's awesome. Hell yeah, I can't wait. Till then, I shall just spend my days lepaking with everyone. Then again, come to think of it, school days. It doesn't make a difference. Not as if I won't lepak. So, I reckon lepaking again? And it's the last semester already.