Don't ask me why.

Listening to: Dong Bang Shin Ki // Heart, Mind & Soul

If anyone wants to ask me about how the performance went, don't.
The guys were good, I wasn't.
Be quiet and just let me forget about it, okay?

But, I have to give props to the boys.

Thanks for putting up with a cranky, stressed-out and sick girl.
Thanks for reassuring me, getting me Panadol for my headache, bottles of water for my throat, driving me around and well....just taking care of me.
I appreciate it. (:

Just so everyone knows, my voice sounds extremely "sexy" now.
Joy to the world.

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Some things just tend to pass me by without even a passing glance.
Some things just leave me behind as it moves forward, bringing joy into the lives of others.
Some things just don't come around knocking on my door.

Why?

Am I THAT despicable? THAT obnoxious? THAT ghastly?
All that to the point where it seems practically impossible for me to have what others do.
To the point where I no longer feel as though I have any glimpse of hope left.
To the point where my faith is quickly waning, slipping further and further away into the vacuum of a black hole.

The answer has eluded me for too long. Much too long.

I want to, no, I need to know.

Why?