not a soul

I am not a loner, but there is something about being alone that makes me feel safe and secure. It makes me think about a lot of things good and mostly, bad memories. It feels like a retreat.

Second semester is over and it's not good but there is something about that whole mess that wants me strive hard and come back a better me. I regret a lot of things. The things that I worked so hard just loose it's grip out of my will. I can't believe it.

I find strength when i'm alone at night. My sister knows that I love her but I just don't want to be with someone in my room. It makes me weak.

I regret telling people about how I feel. This time I want to be silent and keep it to myself. I can't trust people, just can't.

I got this quote from the show Iconoclasts from Dr. Maya Angelou.

Words hurt people, no matter what the intention, it's still with words.

undeniably true.

I talked to my mom just a moment ago and seems like she want me to prove something.

I won't fail you mi. never.

I regained most of my strength. Pain indeed has a purpose.

Whatever my plan is, those I told people about. Just consider it invalid. I am unpredictable. I change my mind easily.

Now, whatever my plan is for me to know. Not a soul should know.

2008 had been great, it proves that I am always right most of the time. That my decisions are always right. I know that because when I loose grip on those, I fall apart.