Awesome day yesterday! I had fun in DotA but that doesnt really matter when the real fun was with my darlz. I'd trade DotA fun for fun with my dear anytime.

O-kay. Skip the unimportant part. While waiting for my darlz in subang parade, I was dying for an ice-blended mocha. I tried looking for an Aunt Anne's pretzel stall because they sell one of the cheapest and best ice-blended mocha among stalls. Though RM7.50.

I approached the lady at the counter and questioned, "Excuse me, is there an Aunt Anne's pretzels stall here?" The lady was such a deaf arse that she prolly mistook wat I said because her answer was totally irrelevant to what i asked. She answered "Erm.. No, don't have. You can try memory lane or precious thots."

Wadafak?! Even I, whom seldom enters memory lane and precious thots, would know that those 2 shops obviously don't sell ice-blended mocha. Even a guy with his brains shoved up his arse would know that lah!

Just then, I decided to scan my brain for any memory of Aunt Anne's pretzels stall in subang parade and I realised that there were none. haha. Then, I was like "Ah f*** it, I'm just gonna go get a Coke from McD."

ZoooM---- ZoooM to the movie. I tell you, that movie was one of the WORST movies I've seen. And I can tell you, I've seen alot of bad movies before.

The movie's name was The 3rd Generation or some shit like that. The names of the unlucky preys who fell into the trap of a local director were Julian, Christine, Justin and Michelle. I'd rather go watch Baik Punya Cilok (Patrick Teoh's in it) than 3rd Generation.

Crapass movie. A perfectly good waste of my extremely-limited Rm10. If I didn't have to pay the price for doing so, I would've given the director a piece of my mind for even thinking of such a movie.

Went for a light snack in Ichibi Ramen. Shortly later, we went for dinner at Dave's Deli. Amazingly, it was justin's first time in Dave's Deli.

During dinner, my dear talked about a male in her school who likes to touch. She hated him and gave her reasons. I was burning on the inside. Justin was burning on the outside. But I couldnt do anything. Not unless that bastard touched her in front of me.

Then again during dinner, Justin was talking about * again. Then my dear said "*insert a curse word* man, I shouldn't have jual murah. I should've have jual mahal like *." OucH~!

Those words pierced through the layers of my skin, my epidermis, triggering my pain receptors, like a speeding bullet but much more painful and finally, burnt a hole right through my heart and then continued to eat my heart away and filled it with depression, making it sink all the way to my toes. I am still feeling the aftershock of those words. But it seems to be healing.

Then I've wondered, what have I done to capture her heart? I know I did something. I just know it. I can feel it. But I can't speak it out. I can't make out what it is. WHY?

Is it those loooong hours I used to spend making my hair for prom night (when I still had hair)? No, that wasnt enough. Is it the fever, cough, flu and sorethroat that I fought just to go to the prom? No, that wasnt it, she did it too. Is it those times where I took care of her while she was *? No, that wasnt it either.

No, I must not think of it anymore. Its gonna drive me insane.

But I do know 1 thing. I love her. Yes.. That's it.. With all my heart.

I watched a movie a few days ago on one of the movie channels on Astro (HBO/StarMovies/Cinemax) and the movie's name was Laws of Attraction, starring Pierce Brosnan and Julianne Moore.

Pierce and Julianne accidently got married. Then Julianne wants a divorce but Pierce loves her. But he will give her a divorce. The reason he gave for the divorce was "He loves her, and if she really wants a divorce he will give her one, as he believes that when you love someone you should be unselfish enough to give them whatever they want, even at the expense of your own sadness."

That is why I was willing to walk home almost everyday just to be able to see her. Not just for my happiness, but for hers too.

Yes, I'd trade my happiness for my dear's sadness anyday, anytime, anywhere.

Now, I'd better end this post before tears start flowing from wherever they come from to my pupils.