running away
Ack! i have no dang idea what my brain is capable of and how fast it could direct myself into a space where denial is a mere retort. seriously, if i were Silas in The Da Vinci Code, i would inject nails and thorns to my body and pray to god to forgive me. But thank God i wasn't. The story goes, remember what i said about my "full of love" 2008? i guess its getting real. i mean, i've met a few boys (and disgustingly one man!) and get involve with two of them (one of them is a man, no f-ing way, right?!). Oh dude, im so afraid that the man is going to read the blog, so i won't talk about him. shit. that means he'll be able to guess what i think by reading the story even if i dont tell him. shit shit. ok, stop cursing johanna. Maybe for binus friends who knew my icky story back in year10 with a friend (who's according to Almira is in Seattle right now) you'll see my pattern of denial. it was around one year ago, i guess, when i found out that a guy in my ...