Immune

Nice pics? Went to universal and bought this there. 20 colours of M&M chocolate~ So colourful, so pretty. How I wish my mood was as colourful as this as well. Guess what, this is what i wore:




Yup, totally colourful. Am I suppose to fake a colourful mood or can I just plainly say I'm not. 3.49am in the morning, going home after club and I'm fully sober. Absolutely sober. What's wrong with me. Where is the playful Angie, where's the single and available Angie. WHERE.

Gone.

Because she has gone back to the part where she does not even bother about other guys anymore. Just him. Argh.

I hate this part of myself. Why can't I just make effort in continuing chatting with a new guy, why must I tell him that I am not available, bf's waiting, this and that. Why when someone smiles at me and I just turned my head and pretend I didn't see anything. All this are signs of guys wanting to know a girl. Yet I pushed it away. Well done Angie, bravo.

So I was immune to allllllllllll the guys in the club last night. Whoever approach me, I'll tell them I'm attached. :(

I'm gone. Seriously fucking gone. :(

-Signing off, Athenlea