I was mad tired when I woke up. I spend 3 hrs talking about his/mine problems involving girls. From 12a.m-3a.m. I don’t know why, but I can really relate myself to him. It's like both of our relation are similar, but he’s right his is worst. I gave him a lot of advice to relax himself; but then I couldn’t help myself, what makes me think I can help him. I guess it’s just how life is, you fall get back up and fall again until you find a perfect platform where you can never fall again. I gave myself him, and time is all I need; now I can say I’m full recovered. Thanks to my friends that stood by my side.

     “You can’t promise a promise.” Even though you made a promise, you can't promise to keep it. Promises are just lies or temporary expression. That was then and this is now. Promises don’t last forever. Love also. Nothing in this world lasts forever. Forever, this word is so redundant. I told myself once and so did her “I’ll love you forever” but then look at me now, Apart! I don’t get how a person can be so simple; don’t really care about other’s emotions. I can totally compare myself to my friend; I can feel his pain and struggle. I wish I can help, but first I have to help myself and build myself back together and not let my friends worry about me.