If you've read my latest Facebook status, you'll know that my mood ranges at 'intolerable-at-best'. For those of you who don't know what the status is, here it is: Just when I thought the chapter of you was behind me, it's resurfaced with ill-feelings. I've been receiving friend requests from this one person who is so darn persistent in being my "friend". In truth, she's just out to spy on me and check up on her boyfriend. Loyal followers will know who the man in question is, those who don't, I'm sorry but I'm not willing to re-hatch those memories (you will prolly get a depth of the pain by reading past posts on this blog). It's annoying that she could even blatantly request for a 'friendship' and after 4 rejections on my part, send a message asking if there was something going on between him and me. I'm too exhausted and irate from digging up holes to stuff my longings, wishes and sudden feelings of hatred into and I wish this would all be something of the past.

All I really want now is a new man- a man without all the emo baggage and huge unbendable and unbreakable ego. Should I even bother replying the message? I'd rather she take D at his word, instead of asking MY FRIENDS (I'm SUPER PISSED AT THE FACT SHE TRIED TO ADD MY BEST FRIENDS TO TRY HER SNEAKY WAYS SINCE I WOULDN'T ADD HER) about what's going on between us. Is she trying her luck at making us hate each other? Cod for me, it's not going to work. I pray he's got some sense to remain impassioned. Monday blues are here again and I'll have an entire bus ride tmr to turn this over in my head. It's times like this I wish I had a strong pair of arms (ballet dancer Denis Terrasse would be a nice choice) to just hold me and rock away the grief and wipe away the tears. Just when I thought I could safely put this chapter away, life has different plans for me- as always.