Thursday, December 10, 2009 | 10:45 PM

Play Station Portable

It has become a thing of the past.

Finally, I got a reply. A definite one. It wasn't desirable, but at least I had it. After all those empty promises and shying away from responsibilities. It was a fucking long text, full of Fs. Amazing how people can smile at you and send you vulgarities next. I replied with another fucking long text, without any vulgarities but politely wishing him all the best in future. I've done all I could, pestering, reasoning, and this matter will become history.

Through adversities, we grow. I believe that everything happens for a reason, so there's no point thinking about what-ifs and whatnots. By regretting, I would've wasted the same amount (or more) of energy I could otherwise spend on doing more productive stuff. And that would cause even more regret. If its destined that I meet these people now, then there must be a reason. Here I am, on the way to finding it.

Goodbye.