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First, thanks to all the people who commented on the flash presentation. 
And was happy that the prof liked it, Chibi K. Thanks for the ‘good luck’ from you guys. Ei, Chibi K. Would you still have a blog at your new domain? O.o And, tekky-kun, I can’t put compelling music since it’ll make the file larger and I don’t know how to do it reall small yet. hehe. And thanks, girl for the comments regarding navigation and overall look.I made it that way since i had to make do with what little flash skills I have. Thanks.
Second, still supposed to be on hiatus with eight papers to go and other stuff I should supposedly do. But I really just have to vent out my feelings… I just have to.
Who Thought?
Sure go on ahead without me. Who considers my feelings anyway? Who even thought of how I would react anyway? Noone. Since I tell noone. It’s probably my fault anyway. Not very vocal about my feelings at all…
Sure go on ahead. I’m the clueless one anyway. The one who’s quiet and calm and always understanding. Sure. Who cares if you make plans and I’m the only one who’s left out of the group? Who cares? Noone… except for me.
Sure go on ahead and do that! If I’m invited, sure I’ll go but I won’t stay. That is, if I get an invite in the first place, right? If you remember to invite me at all! Who cares? I’m the one who always thinks of you guys without considering myself and give my everything– but do you guys care? Do you reciprocate at all? Damn! Who the hell cares of what you do and don’t include me? Who cares?
I do. I considered you my friends. I still consider you my friends… and what thanks do I get? Not a thoughtful word… Not a listening ear.. not a pat on the back… Now why do you think I’m off staying someplace else and not there? Ever thought that you were the reason? No… don’t think so anyway…
It’s probably my fault as well. I hang out more often than I should with my new friends, and not with you guys. But that’s because they consider me a part of their group. They don’t leave me out. There, I’ve felt the warmth I never felt with you guys. Why? You may have me with you on occasions on eat-lunch-outs but do you try to get me into the conversations? Yes, but when I lose it from the topic, you ignore me all the same… at least, I feel it that way.
Yes, It’s probably my fault. I’ve done nothing extraordinary, or exceptional, or contributive or innovative in my work. So why get me involved in such events right?
Yes, I’m probably the one to blame…
So don’t mind me.
You may be reading this or not, at least I had my say. I could never ever say it right at your face… I’m still too thoughtful of what your reactions could be. But all I want is for us to remain friends…
But then… you don’t care, right?
Don’t mind me. Just go on and have your life without me. While I go try to have mine without the agony of this disappointment… which probably won’t happen since… I still consider you my friends…
from push-over camille…
