Oooops, I Did It Again!

Yes, i did another stupid thing... tried to contact my ex... and again, made me feel foolish. Well, life's like that. It's a good thing he did'nt say anything bad or sarcastic..well, maybe that's how I would like it see it.


There are times when you do something right, or nice, and the outcome ain't that favourable to you. Whatever you do, you can't seem to escape fate. Take for example Oedipus. A prophecy about him killing his own father and marrying his own mother came true. As a young man, he fled his town to stop this prophecy from being fulfilled. But he did it all unknowingly.

But my point, after all that inane babbling, is that I should be feeling guilty, but am not. The reason for this is, I have no idea why I am feeling guilty with breaking up with my ex.

Unlike Oedipus, it was only natural for him to feel guilty after finding out what he had done, which he had done unkowingly; I have no idea what I have done to deserve what I am going through right now.


I mean, I gave everything that I could have given, and then some...


...maybe that is the problem... I gave too much.


Oh well, c'est la vie.

A lot of things are going through my mind right now, about work and stuff, but I know it's not worth writing about. I don't want to be reminded of the bad things that goes through my life. If you notice, most of the stuff I write seems to revolve around one person. My Ex.

He's worth remembering.