Red Paint

croak croak croak..

im doing myself silly. in my attempt to drown out a blue that's eating me alive. im sorry if im dragging people around me down for being SINGLE and SINGLE YET... im frustrating...

only 6 days remain, and the town will be painted red again. if you're taken, stuffed cupids and blown-up hearts look cute, but if you're like me, they only remind you of how alone you will be when saint valentine's embraces the city. couples will be roaming everywhere... and you just look on.

huhu.

it's not like im gonna be jaded the rest of the day... i have class (french class to be specific, the class where we study the very romantic and lusciously luxurious language of... ak..) and in the afternoon, me and my other single friends have arranged a group date, just to ward off some loneliness...

but what will i do for the rest of the day?? i have more than eight hours free... and i don't want to wallow...

gale says she's gonna sleep the blues off..

i obviously can't do that (i can't sleep properly even if i wanted to. damn)

i wish i could just be my other friend ayen who is basically incapable of loving. i bet she's not a degree daunted by the coming valentine's.

tsk.

im not an ice king.. i have crushes, im even almost in love with one of them, but she's simply so out of my league. and then the other one's taken.. so...

this is so not me speaking.

im not usually like this.

errr... i need fresh air.

-bleu fonce-