maybe it really is a random feeling. maybe it isn’t. as I’m sitting in front of my lappie trying to finish my assignment, these feelings overwhelm me again. I don’t want to admit it, but I miss him so much and I can’t believe that I let myself fall again. And every time I fall, I mess up. I screw up my results, my timetable, my life, my emotions, myself. I just miss his company, his walk when he’s in college trying to act macho and when he drops it when we’re out of campus. I miss it when he offers to send me to LRT station. and now it’s all gone. maybe it was my fault really, for thinking too much. But hell, I miss him. And right now, it’s taking all my might to not cry like a stupid s*** and wish he was by my side.