Few days ago Don's beau brought her to a high end boutique. She was all flustered and made a call to me and Shella fer suggestions. Later, her beau bought her a classic LV bag which I fell in love immediately. He was sweet enough to cause great envy. Enough to stir da mix emotions within me. Something is just beta left unsaid.

Yet again, have reached to this junction where seperation seems to be da best solution. 2 choices were thrown to me and none sounds reasonable to me. From then, I knew the purpose of da solutions given, the 3rd solution was hidden, that is to leave quietly. Since the day I was humiliated, I've made up ma mind to leave. I took da next day to really think what do I want from it. Certain point of the day, I grew especially quiet and trashy. I've wanted to be strong and I've realized it's as hard as kicking away a bad habit. It grew with me, and became part of ma life, something that I can't depart as easy as how I put it. Every details re-enacted in ma mind from da start to da calling of da end. Da day took da longest time to end but ended nevertheless. So the world does not stop for once for one. Life still goes on and yes, bad habits are hard to kick but it will some day.