The pain’s tolerable. But at the end of everything, there’s still pain. You’re still hurting. I’m still hurting. But I chose this right? Regrets? Nah. It’s too late to have some regrets now. What’s done is done. There’s no turning back at this point. it’s useless.

And what I shall do now is keep on moving forward, tolerate the pain and find a good remedy for the hurt.

The night’s still young, hafta need to do something else. Why not watch TV and see a major major pageant show?