i swear MP is demn fucking bored... imagine 6 of us in a less then 5m by 5m room doing flash.. bored can.. and the flash.. it was completed on the very week it was given to us.. which was say last week? we've been browsing thru the net playing games and all.. can u imagine i read up all.. i repeat ALL the topic on howstuffworks.com regarding military and relationships? tts crazy man.. fancy staring into the 19' philips monintor for 8 hrs everyday.. god it just hurt ones eyes so much tt wen u sleep u still see the shadow of a screen.. i am crazy..

been reading thru many ppls blogs and archive this week.. sumtimes u realise how much u have miss out just because of one wrong move..sumtimes u just feel its all so not worth it..yet why do we still do so much just to achieve those tiny sweet feeling we have..

the below would be paragraphs from archive
i came thru this thought its sumting many girls would yearn for..
"how nice it is to have a boyfriend who loves you for who you are. I needn't adorn myself with tons of makeup, I needn't be so self-conscious of whether I look hideous or not because he's willing to accept me just the way I am. You know what defines a good boyfriend? Not just one who loves, cares, dotes, pampers and treasures but one who is able to make you feel good. What I mean here is, I am able to feel confident and not wallow in inferior complexity because simply, he makes me feel like a princess. Even when I'm not. Well at least, his princess. I have lived 17 years not to listen to guys sweet-talk me, or cajole me with those honeyed words and hefty gifts but to make me love being myself. After Benjamin, there's not a second guy who can make me feel this way. I am not afraid to admit, I make it a MUST to put makeup each time I go out with my steads cuz I feel only this way, I'll look decent enough to go out with them but for him, I put cus I want to look good for him. See the difference? "

i tink its demn true.. be with someone who u can be urself.. and not tt u have to try so hard being another person just to be with him/her..

I seriously do not know what will turn out of us both.
I daren't promise you anything,but at least I am trying.
Times I got jealous,Nights spent on crying,
Hours wasted worrying about ya,
Days and weeks spent on missing you,
Words aint enough to tell ya how much I cherish you

corny? i dun think so.. more of true heartfelt feelings..

To give up a loved one is the worst possible feeling ever.
But when it's time to let go, I have to....
I ain't trying to gain sympathy; nor am I trying to wallow in self-pity;
I'm just reminding myself... I have to do what I ought to do.
And that is... move on.

frankly speaking.. after reading thru all these archives...
i understand more about life.. more about how one use to be like and caused the change..
i see tis in myself too.. i believe theres more to what people type..
more things which they feel but didnt type out or wouldn't know how to..
but in any case.. i see many changes happening be it good or bad..
it all brings oneself to another level in life..

its heart-wrenching to read thru all these post..
Lugubrious,melancholic,despondence,dishearted
whichever you may think its a better word...

cold-shouldered..