Are you alright?

I don't know what's wrong with The Boy.

Fuck. Hate it. Hate it.

He can go on pms-ing. I am going to sleep. And not go think about him.

Unless he is so damn busy online to not even reply.

I really hate it when people blow hot cold.

Tamade.

Anyway, told Sambuca Lover (my floor supervisor) about my thoughts to quit Coastes for good. Need a new environment. And more time to myself to study. I should have known better than to be emotional over a guy at work. Damn myself for my feelings.

Jade and O Bar is awaiting me. I hope.