Alryt. I'm so not a fan of self-pity.
Prolly nobody (who noes me) wld believe the next sentence.
But....I suddenly feel empty and all-alone.
I dunno y.

I contemplated maybe calling a friend wld cheer-me-up instantly.
make everything feel right~

But realised,I got nobody to call.
Bcos, I rarely or never contact anyone anw...

I noe: some rly kind souls told me b4 i cld call them for absolutely
no-reason, at any-time. Thanks alot alot alot.=)
However......I jus can't. call, it feels too weird and unfamiliar.

Ya..maybe I 'm jus emo la.
bcos Irene just returned home to England and it wld 2010 till we meet again.

Stayed up till Dawn with the family ytd, (super early flight, hafta reach airport at like 6am)
listening to them talk abt love, commitment, family history,
treasuring <3 ones, being responsible for your own future etc..meaningful!

For the past 3 wks or less,
Irene rly taught me alot of stuff-widened up my narrow thinking.
Heart-to-heart chats.
Knocked some sense into my rusty brain.

I promised her I wld be more mature and sociable, open-up more..

But i think it's so tough now.

Where the hell had the old "me" gone to.....?

I prolly shld faster go get re-acquainted with my "best frens": storybooks, notebooks, and trunks of junk and alone-life.