You could have been honest.

Sometimes i just felt he is not being completely honest with me but men are always men. Full of lies and cover up stories or their own self-assumption which what they "believe" the wrongs are the right ones.

You are putting more fear into my life. You lied professionally. Congratulations, you just made me felt a little bit being uneasy with your doings. So, i should expect myself to be more prepared dealing with your lies? Looking at you popping Dormicium rather than any allery pill like you mentioned last night, I was thrilled. So you lied. No big deal. You know I will go against you because you are aware those stuff aint good for health and you actually covered it up by lying to me. Thank you for turning my worries into unnecessity.

"She" told me about Dormicium before and I rest assured her that you are in good hands. Maybe I am just not good enough for you to quit that bad habit of yours? Because I thought those are history and you are a brand new you. At this moment, you made me feel like a clown. She is so right about you and I think she really understands or know you much more than I do. Matter like this also you can lied to me, what about any other issue which are more serious?

I felt silly. About myself. To care for someone whom I love most and to find out, he can lie without having a blink on his eyes. Thank you for giving me such a great pre birthday gift this year. And now, i finally annouce you that, the trust has been broken. Do whatever you like which you think is "right", because from this second onwards... Even if you are telling the true about consuming allery pill, I will go doubtful.

In case you are unaware, lie is the most painful tool and caused the most severe damage to the heart. I heard a crack on mine... But i bet you will never care. I am just wasting my time here. You could have been honest but you chosed not to. Maybe I wouldnt have reacted this way too.

Ke-bo-san-an!

Just accept the fact I don't blog much nowadays. I seem not to like writing as much as I used to. I think I am bored with my own words. Haha... Think I'm bored with my own self too.

Feeling rather much moody in almost every possible minute. Must be the force of hidden pressure at work and the rather low profile social night life lately. I need to have a life. A real one. A family perhaps to keep myself busy??? Nah, he isn't ready and I don't want to push him to the walls... Hmmmph. Okay, I crap too much this time. Time for slumberland. Goodnight, world. -.-

Wait...Hold up...Maybe I should start hypnotizing myRichard to get me Gucci for my coming birthday. But that's a waste of time and total disappointment. He rejected me for 509,342,780 times already and still counting. I should have just dig deeper into my sleep now so that I could dream of something more of fairy tales coming true but they don't mention LV, Prada, Gucci, etc in storybooks or do they? Gawd... I'm so pathetic. Well, goodnight, world, for the second time! :p