I don’t read books much. It’s not that I hate reading, but it depends on the book. There are a lot of books that someone offered me to read but none of them were finished reading by me. Though I read Harry Potter books..Hmmm but I only read one of it’s seven books, the book 3. If most of the peoople read all of them, well not me. Not really fond of reading, ever since.

Of all the books that I’ve read (finished it or not) only Little Prince made me cry. Actually the books was given by my cousin years ago. Though I started reading it, but it was still unfinished. Until last Saturday, when I had nothing to do inside my room. I was not feeling well then and felt bored. When I saw the Little Price inside my cabinet and read it. At long last I did read it!

This post is one of my dramas in my life. This is all about my experiences and if you have not experience this yet, so better understand. I’m writing this base on the things that’s happened to me…

When I was with someone (which I don’t know if I really have one) everyday is getting better and better. You can share conversation, anything under the sun. We might get a little out of tune sometimes but we have each other still. The good thing to have a boyfriend is that, you know that there is somebody that you can count on. You know that he’s there, waiting for you if you need him.

Nobody’s perfect, that’s a fact. People tend to say exactly what they feel, but do they really tell what’s inside of them? I’m not sure if any of you experience such thing like that. I, myself ever done that. Not only once, but most of the time.

I sometimes fake my self, what I’m feeling just to avoid conflict to someone. My friends always ask me whether I’m really that ok when they start to ask me personal questions. I always say “yes I’m ok.” But they don’t seem to believe. They say my eyes tell it all. Well, I don’t know.

Just yesterday when we hang out. I told them that we’ll meet. Just nothing, drinking or chatting will do. It’s so unusual for me to do that. I don’t usually set up an appointment to my friends. They all wondered, asked themselves, what is going on? It’s so funny when I arrived, they looked at me and asked “Are you ok? What’s your problem?”. I admit, I’ m so tired of hearing that question over and over again. If I’ll say YES, they don’t seem to agree still and if they do, they’re still in doubt.

Well, I guess no matter how I hard I try to keep it by myself, they can tell. Friends seem to feel the real emotions inside you, aren’t they? Coz I believe they’re right. There’s something that’s been bothering me for the past few days. I just want to live life and pretend. But sometimes, I just can’t seem to keep it. It shows…No matter how I keep on denying.