I worry too much. Damn, the stress that's getting into me..

Sigh.  I feel sick of life and work.  I wish i can pull myself out of this again.

And a pretty fast conversation (time's precious!) with a friend made me acknowledge something.. which was pretty obvious, but i did not dare to admit. It went like a very fast campy romance plot.

Me: Blah blah blah (a quick summary of that colleague of mine.. my confused feelings, etc.)

(slight pause)

She: So, you like him right?

Me: (Paused. Pondered. And finally acknowledged it) Yeah.. I do..

Well well. But now there's nothing i can do about it.  I'm cutting all.. 'bridging' (as per dear juz_ana's choice of word ;) ) he had attempted and forget the whole thing. As time or life permits.

By the way, i had never liked guys who drink too much. May he crawl back into the bottle of his. *BLEAH*

Now, leave me as i hide in the cavern of mine - books.