Hey guyss.

I know I haven't been updating my stories for a long time...I'm really sorry!!!

There's not really a reason..but it's just that whenever I look back at my older chapters, I get so grossed out at my writing. It's so embarrassing and funny, I just can't LOL. 

Anyways.....I hate him. I hate him so much. 

That's right, I'm talking about him. 

After he graduated, I made myself slowly let go (and I had the help of an ugly photo of him). 

I haven't seen him ever since, so that was a great help in a way.....

He was on my mind less, I wasn't always anticipating for him to appear in front me and I talked about him a lot less.

Things were going so well. 

Until he reappeared.

He was at the bus stop after school with his school jersey. 

Oh my god, I hate him so much for looking so much hotter in his own clothes with that memorable jersey that stands out from all the other uniforms. 

He was in his own clothes with his jersey and I don't know how and why, but he looked so much hotter than he used to be, in his uniform. 

Everything was going so well for me and right after that meeting, I was back at square one.

Everywhere I go, I look around for him. My imagination makes little scenarios where he finally realises me and we have our happy ending. (Who also does that with their crush or even their bias??? Coz I do...hehehehe)

So yeah, that's that.

It just really annoys me how easily affected I am, just by him. It's like he's messing with my feelings all over again.