  I miss him. I've been trying to review for tomorrow's exams, but thoughts of him keep finding their way inside my head. It doesn't hurt as much as it had yesterday, the feelings are still there and I can only take small steps in taking myself out of the blues. I not only feel trapped, but also hopeless. But somehow, the things that I need to accomplish this week keep me from having so much sad thoughts.
Music is definitely mood upper because oftentimes, you just need to borrow words and emotions from others to express how you feel. That's what music does and often, I listen to my very favorite band, The Corrs. Kristine said that I like them because I could relate to their songs. Yes, of course! Keng texted me (probably along with all our friends) this morning that he had already touched down at New York airport. I'm glad he got there safely. I'm still waiting for the period to come. It really scares me now that we had unprotected sex when I'm supposed to be "unsafe". I went to an OB-gyn yesterday and she gave me a "morning-after" pill to, of course, prevent something untowards from happening. I also took the chance to go through a pap smear. I should have done it a long time ago, but I was very careless with my repro health. Just please, God, don't make me reproduce yet. Yesterday, I was so much itching to tell what happened to Tina.
Now I'm having second thoughts and because Keng also asked me to. It's going to be another DDS, then, isn't it? Certain truths have a way of being uncovered, but I'll try to hide it as much as I can. I hope it won't be discovered or that there would be no need to have it uncovered. God, if only Keng knew! Sometimes, he has love staring him squarely in the face and not realize it. I love him. 
