5-7-2009

This is the same night that I blogged my last post.

Lately, since Michael's death, I've tried to focus on other things and other people. I met someone from Wales, Dafydd. He was so sweet but then he turned different. It was aching that he kept saying I was hurting him and could not stop talking without irony. It seemed like everything he told me was fake, I was not important as he told, he did not love me as he told. I was unhappy because of him for a few days but I soon was alright as I didn't know him for long.

Then I met a boy named Marc who is from the U.K. I love him, another kind of love. He's 13, a year younger than me. But I think he loves me too. He sent me a relationship request on facebook and of course I accepted it. Our relationship... How lovely!

Marc is a cute boy, he looks really cute, the cutest I've met. He talks funny, makes me laugh all the time but I didn't tell him about it. He introduced me to 2 of his friends, he told me I was cool. I don't really get it, is it because I'm from Hong Kong? But whatever...... It was happy to hear his friends and he told me I was pretty, probably they just wanted to be polite but I still felt happy.

Marc always tells me when will he go online, just like a date. And he always shows up...... Until today. He told me he would come but I don't see him tonight. It's afternoon there, the sun is almost leaving. He lied to me. Another person lied to me again. He hurt me but I still want to see him. Seem like I'm in love, an unstable love.