Just Hanging Out

yoo whats up guys. havent been doing much even with my exams coming up in like 3weeks  LOL. went out on friday night just hanging around the city talking and shit. i actually dont know what we were doing, walked to chinatown from townhall then to darling harbour then to st james for the sydney noodle market then went home hahaha just didnt feel like going home after uni i guess.

then saturday rolled around and i went to the gym today. a first in like 6months hahaha sigh didnt get a good work out in though there was a lot of people and i tend to like to gym alone plus went with my female cousin so it wasnt as intense.

Anyways not much has been on my mind beside this one post/quote i found on tumblr back in the days, cant remember word to word what it was but it goes something along the lines of there are 3 stages of love. Stage 1 is where someone love you but you dont appreciate it and you stab a dagger into their heart. Stage 2 is when you love someone so madly but they dont appreciate you and leave you with a dagger in your heart (the most gruesome stage, where you feel like you are just ripped to shreds and you want to scream until your lungs are empty but not even a squeak comes out). Stage 3 is where you find true love, someone who has been on both sides of the spectrum. This is what I believe and I guess Im stuck somewhere in between stage 2 and 3 but with all my might and strength, I struggle so painfully to merge those two stages together, but just like two repelling poles. They are not meant to be. And this leave me in total frustration.

Mr.Gee