I probably had a few disturbing days recently. I don't mind having to burn the midnight oil rushing my tutes or assignments, I don't mind either to be slumbering on messenger just to have a great lengthy chat with friends ...but, I hadn't been able to express myself in the best and ended up having couple of bad nights all by myself and I can't sleep through the pain. I have always been wondering if I'm born just this way or something is totally not right inside of me. I just cant fucking tell things can I.... and hence why I'm filling in my dead blog.

Everything is coming back to me and like how an old film works... all those bits and pieces have been rolling in my head like a black and white screen. I can't swallow them down and live on like things never happened.

It was miserable on and off and whats with this fucking guilt filling inside in me. I known a person for not too long and we started things as enthusiastically any two would be when things started building and then it all started shattering when things went wrong and exactly at that point of time, I wished I've never got to know this person - ever.

I'm sorry... so sorry.

It was equally hard for me to put it down and let it go... I promise things will be done with soon.