THE HUNTING Drain...

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for the last couple of weekends my life has been off the hook with different events, re-unions and with different pals all the way. After all's said and done i sat back and fell in a pit of sadness just because I go for all these events, psyched up and I totally enjoy myself but its just that i realized after the events every one of my friends went accompanied or was picked up by the other half.. while here i am all so living in a fake bubble of a relationship that does not exist.

The point:  There was a certain juncture of my life that i was psyched up and i had decided to go out for dates but its totally emotionally draining. It comes to a point when one feels like   too many hearts are broken already especially when the other party is interested and i am not. Hence, i am tired of hunting, this is me giving up the race, the fight against the forces is becoming too brutal for me. Oh and just to rub it in this weekend was at my cousin's introduction ceremony and boy, oh boy, everyone hugs you or says hi by telling you( me) how they are waiting for you to be next. sucks :-(, so I'm a sad girl this day because i have grown tired and i don't think i want to be stronger than this because i feel like i have gone through enough and i am good to go..i went to the extent of giving a guy in a group of four my business card, who has never called, so just you know..hehehe

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