it's just another one of those days when the day was spent very well, but come nightfall, those nostalgic feelings and emotions come crawling out of your skin, and the same old, sad, depressed, not-good-enough feelings come out to haunt you.

the day was too good to be true- i'd be honest here.

i didnt even complain or digress being covered from head to toe (for a weird reason, i just wanted to wear leggins, shoes, 2 shirts and shorts today) under the hot hot sun, having sweat and hair glued onto my face. carrying a heavy backpack with a faulty, broken screen, noisy, heavy laptop and its adaptor and ... well i could list more, but you see, i'm very much stuck to think of unhappy things that happened to me today.

perhaps i had an overshot of endorphins from yesterday night's laughter mania; contribution from duck-a-lina jolie sister on my brother and her nightmares.

today is impeccably, unusually, happy for me.

i think its partly due to the fact that i saw vic, lloyd and kj, after sooooooooooooooo long :) (2hrs of laughter is the best kind of fun 4EVAXSZ) , and darren too, for about 5-10mins.

and then, this surge of unhapiness comes in, right when it the night starts to get alive. arnd 10ish i'd say.

feeling unloved, unwanted, sad and all the bad things.

but to lighten things up, i do feel abit better typing this out.