me so lazy ):

i thought it was alright to have some small expectations, but i guess it's not after all.
not at all. the smallest expectation can lead to the biggest disappointment.

you want so many things in life. freedom, happiness, his attention, his time, money, comfort zone, your bed, his affection, enjoying your job, more time and hundreds, thousand and million other things.
i think i should focus more on the fact that i have had these certain things than sulking over the loss of it.
i still hate it when we say goodbye. i hate the fact that we are going to see each other less. UGH WHY AM I LIKE THIS?!
i hate myself for wanting to stay in my comfort zone, maybe i should throw myself overseas alone and then probably i'll learn how to survive.
be a sponge, have an open heart and mind - i will keep reminding myself this. i need to have a little more faith in myself.