06-11-12

I'm completely bored with life, people, EVERYTHING. Why am I even writing? After so many years of not opening this diary, I suddenly searched all over my room for this. My last entry dates July 2005. WOW!  It has been 6 years! Maybe God really is telling me something, and that is to go back to what I love the most. I haven't written anything about my life these past years for I think it is too boring to even share on a notebook. I'm not good in socializing with people, although my job requires it for I am a creative director to one of the biggest magazine companies in the whole world. Oh well, I'll just write whatever. I'm gonna be random. Okay, here goes nothing!

How many times in a day do you miss a person? Maybe for a normal human being twice or three times a day depending on the circumstances, but I don’t count myself as a normal person. Why do I miss a certain "someone" continuously without fail?, without fail means every second. Knowing that, that human being doesn't, yeah, DOESN'T even know I exist. OK, so I am definitely weird, huh? These questions runs in mind always and when I say always it means that even how occupied it is, the moment I see a picture or something that reminds me of that person, there is that feeling of wanting to see him, even though I know seeing him is far from possible.

 I’m actually not that sure how it started. As far as I can remember, I was once a fan of American bands. As a 90's baby, I experienced the reign of the Moffats, Hansons(I stopped being a fan when one of them got married), Aaron Carter(haha! He's not in a group, I know, but his c