Emo.

What could be more stupid than hoping for something you know you can never have?
And that is what I feel right now. Stupid. *gaaahhh*

This blog's turning into an emo-slash-rant board, but with no one else to talk to and not wanting to bore my friends with my *same old* problem *that never will die* I'll just pour it all out here since my LJ's full of these kind too.

Maybe one day you'll find me all different, thankyouverymuch to my new school. And of course, with all these things filling inside of me, I don't think I'll be the same again... =/

Guess I am still too innocent of this little rude world that whenever it unravels something for me, each hit goes deep.

Oh, the hell! For a year and a half, I've been dealing with the same old thing that I know should have died long ago. And for a year and a half too, I've been mastering the art of talking in riddles just because I do not really want to scream "YES THAT's YOU !!".

So what's the bottom line?

I wish I never played that game.