So... What do you do when you wake up with the mother of all headaches and a foul mood.. Not because you got wasted but because you cried yourself to sleep last night.. *sigh!*
So what do you do when you THINK you are making it through tough times, with awesome friends and work and silly crushes and losing a couple of pounds and looking greater than ever before? You rejoice right? You are supposed to feel good about yourself, because damnit, your life’s great. But the catch word was ‘think’… because life has a way of coming right back at you and telling it to your face that everything isn’t ok yet. With no hopes of it getting ok either.
Why do people say things that hurt, that cut so deep and so bad, that the words actually keep repeating themselves over again even after they are already said. Why does it happen that silly girls like me fall for the WRONG guys?? *sarcastic laugh* Why is it so that people become important to you, slowly creeping into your heart without even a whisper and it doesn’t hit you till you reach a point where it starts to hurt that you will never mean the same?
And what do you do when that happen anyway?
You spend the whole Sunday, dressed in your favorite PJ’s, the most comfortable faded old tee, sitting with a extra big tub of chocolate chip ice-cream and watch the oldest episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. … and wish life would have been that easy. *sigh!*
P.S: I know I haven’t been regularly posting here, so I thought I could drop in every once a while with miniature rants. *sigh!* I promise to NOT be this grumpy always.
P.P.S: I SO know now what Rachael felt when Ross got off that plane with Julie in tow. (Yeah I hav been watching Season 1 back to back) *sigghh!!!*