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Sad day...
Friday, October 05, 2007 at 9:42 PM

Went to watch balls of fury..

The moment I stepped into the cinemas, I experienced flash backs. It hurt where it hurt the most. All those memories going to the Cinemas with her, are now just, memories. Tears were streaking down from my eyes, unclear to my friends because it was dark. I followed them to our respective sits.

I sat there, hugging my backpack. It was cold, very different from the warm, soft skin of hers. It was so painful. I felt like the whole 2 hours was hell. I wanted to leave, but i did not want to alarm both my friends who were trying to cheer me up these past few weeks. Today was a sad day despite being able to complete my test without a hitch.

After the movies, my friends wanted to eat, i didn't join them because I was just too tired and wanted to be alone. I bid them goodbye and made my way to the Taxi stand and took a cab home - The journey home via MRT might kill me.

Inside the cab, thoughts were racing through my mind. As i thought more, i grew angrier yet very sad. I wondered why I could not be given that second chance.

Sigh... just another sad day for me too.

I know some of you gals and guys are going through this too, i feel your pain.

I'll play for you.