It’s been a while! :) All those days that I haven’t written anything here, I was trying to be strong and detached from you. I thought I can do it already.

But I was wrong.

Just now, a friend of mine asked me if you brought a car to AdHoc. I told him, if you did, it was probably your dad’s car. And then he told me that according to his sources, you’re with someone… I didn’t ask for details anymore because 1) I don’t have the right to know the nitty gritty details of your life and 2) there’s a huge, huge possibility that I’ll just get hurt (even though I shouldn’t be).

It’s getting harder and harder. This rollercoaster of emotions isn’t helping at all. I don’t know until when can I pretend.

talkingoutsoft:

Haircuts are nice. They make you feel like you’re a totally different kind of person. It’s like when you look at yourself in the mirror, you see someone who’s stronger, and more desirable and acceptable. When you cut your hair, you’re not only trimming your split ends or frizzy bangs. You are saying goodbye to the old you, to the sorrow you’ve once felt and to the endless heartaches which continue to engulfed you. Haircuts are symbol of a new start, a beautiful beginning. I think I need a lovely haircut soon. <3 

I’ve been getting a lot of compliments about how I look blooming lately. I think I’m convinced that this whole thing is actually good for me. :)) I have to admit, though, that the haircut and the change of hair color was all part of my “detaching” process.

That’s all. Haha I have nothing much to say for now.

Reviewing for Tour 161 became boring, so I found myself browsing my old profile pictures. Whenever I stumble upon a photo of us together, I take a moment to reminisce what happened when it was taken, and then I’d smile. It still stings a bit, but I’m getting better at it! :)

I hope you were thinking of me and my well-being when you decided to push me away. I’m still hoping this isn’t a permanent thing.

You have no idea how much I wanted to talk to you about Regine’s Silver Rewind concert. There you are, so close yet so far away, tweeting every performance as I watch it in my own home.

I hope I never get tired of convincing myself that I can detach myself from you and forget about everything we’ve been through, because it’s really hard, especially when you gave me so much to remember.