I trusted you... How could you have done that to me? I feel so hurt. Even though i'm partly at fault too. Mabbe i'm making a mountain outta a molehill. But i wanna be honest about the way i feel. The emotional scarring goes way beyond the physical scarring. Now... I'm not even sure if i still trust you anymore... and now... I'm scared. of you. Scared of me. Scared for you. I'm scared of what i'll do to you. That everything that has been built up so far will be lost. Isn't it funny? Everything that we have strived to build up thus far can be destroyed by something so small. Then again, it makes me think. If it's so small and insignificant then why am i letting it get to me? Mabbe i reallie am makin a big deal out of it. But i reallie wasn't ready for something like that to happen. I wasn't. I didn't want that to happen. People say that you shld bear the responsibility. But i know i'm partly at fault too. I'm sorrie. I guess my fairytale ends here. So much for my happie ending.
Hot Chocolate
Received this in an e-mail first thing in the morning and liked it so much, decided to blog it. =) Will update next week once submissions are over, till then! ' Hot Chocolate' A group of graduates, well established in their careers, were talking at a reunion and decided to go visit their old university professor, now retired. During their visit, the conversation turned to complaints about stress in their work and lives. Offering his guests hot chocolate, the professor went into the kitchen and returned with a large pot of hot chocolate and an assortment of cups - porcelain, glass,crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the hot chocolate. When they all had a cup of hot chocolate in hand, the professor said: "Notice that all the nice looking, expensive cups were taken, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems...
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