Just another day.

I slept over mum's house last night and went to work from her.

As I was looking through Facebook, I came across Erik Aengel's tagged photos. A sense of feeling of myself being lost because I saw a picture with him and his ex. Although I know he's not with her, it's obvious he cares so deeply for her. Then it dawned on me....

I don't have anyone to care for me in that way.

I used to, but I pushed him away. I pushed him away into the arms of another woman, in which I wanted because I couldn't make him happy but I sacrificed being alone forever for his happiness. I did the right thing right? I would like to think that I did.

But where does that leave me? Life isn't boring because I have great friends in it, but romantically I would like to be cared for in some way or another. I feel sad a lot of the times. For each time I see how happy a couple is with each other, I tell myself that one day, that will be me but...when?

I texted my friend Daniel (from JHS) last night, because I told myself beggars can't be choosers. He is an attractive guy, but my style not really? Then again, Rob wasn't my type when I met him....he eventually changed.

I just feel so clueless when it comes to dating. Like, I may seem intimidating but inside....I'm the one who's afraid and should be.

I'll text him and see what he's up too. You know, periodically. And I guess I'll just take it from there.