perhaps i'm too engrossed in wanting to hear the perfect words and waiting for the perfect moves. eventually i'll kiss my fantasies goodbye, but it won't be today. i need time.

somehow, reality fails to sink in. i get so hugely disappointed when things dont turn out the way i expect it to, the way i want it. call me spoilt, but ohwell.
i've got fantasies and childhood dreams and idealisms of love. you know what? dreaming is always so much easier, and happier, than when reality actually unfolds.

i realised i'm such a lousy friend. i'm stubborn as a mule, awfully spoilt.
God placed beautiful friends around me, yet i'm not loving them as much as i ought to.
again, i think it's my pride. things can't always turn out the way i want it to, i know. i need to learn how to accomodate and accept people and their flaws.
bear with me okay?