I’m not in the best of moods now. My boots spoilt. It tore just at the ankle. It’s probably coz I haven’t worn it for a long time and after 8 months of being in the cupboard, it’s just not used to being worn. Anyhow, I’m upset. The little impulsive shopaholic in me wants to get another pair of boots this very instant, or at least after work.
I’m feeling angry… angry with everything around me. Angry and frustrated. I don’t want to work anymore. I’m so fed up with this place. I want to go to Boston. I don’t want to like my crush anymore. So what if I like him? Why did I screw things up with James 3 years ago? Why? Why did I have to say stupid things I never meant? Why did I have to be so rational and be so afraid of getting hurt? Look what happened in the end. I still got hurt. And instead of closing the chapter, I still want another go. I simply never learn, do I? Why am I still hoping for the impossible, clinging on to the almost (actually quite) invisible thread of hope that one day, he will break up with the gf and realize that we should be together. Why are you jealous that I like someone else? You, of all people, should be the last person to be jealous. I’ve tried blindly liking you, I’ve tried to hate you, I’ve tried to forget you and push you out of my life. Maybe I should try to stop trying.
How appropriate is this song? No happy ending…
This is the way you left me
I'm not pretending
No hope, no love, no glory
No happy ending
This is the way that we love
Like its forever
Then live the rest of our life
But not together
Wake up in the morning
Stumble on my life
Can't get no love without sacrifice
If anything should happen
I guess I wish you well
Mmm a little bit of heaven
But a little bit of hell
This is the hardest story that I've ever told.
No hope or love or glory
Happy ending's gone forever more
I feel as if I'm wasted
And I'm wastin' everyday
This is the way you left me
I'm not pretending
No hope, no love, no glory
No happy ending
This is the way that we love
Like its forever
Then live the rest of our life
But not together
Two o'clock in the morning
Something's on my mind
Can't get no rest
Keep walking around
If I pretend that nothing ever went wrong
I can get to my sleep
I can think that we just carried on
This is the hardest story that I've ever told.
No hope or love or glory
Happy ending's gone forever more
I feel as if I'm wasted
And I'm wastin' everyday
This is the way you left me, (oh I feel as if I'm wasted)
I'm not pretending
No hope, no love, no glory
No happy ending
This is the way that we love, (and I'm wastin' everyday)
Like its forever
Then live the rest of our life
But not together
I’m in the I-want-to-wear-boots-today mood… or actually a pair of high sexy heels will do too. Suddenly my new bag is not making me very happy anymore.
I need a drink… no, make that many drinks…