013 I'm confused.

It's been a long time since I wrote my diary. Like three months time. 

I have loads of things to write, but after I wrote the name of 11%, I can't continue anymore. It's strange. 

I admit. Some part of me always wished that he could appear right in front of me. But, the other part of me hates him. A lot. That's why, I choose to skip the whole evening class. I chose not to face the reality. I rather run away and be a pity timid person who always run away from the problem. I always thought that I've become a stronger person. I was so wrong. 

I'm not that kind of person who can handle everything by myself. 

That's the familiar sound, which I always hoped that it was you. Apparently, it's not. How sad it is.

After so many months of late night sleep, now I'm going back to my normal healthy life. Still not used to it. 

He phoned me this afternoon. It's strange to see his name appeared on my phone screen. 

Confusion will lead to another confusion, which confused me till no end.

I. Like you. More than I can say. 

Just kidding.