You know those movies where the protagonist starts acting weird when a certain date is coming? Well I guess that's what my life is like right now because I cannot think of any other reason for my peculiar behavior. I mean, I don't think I'm consciously acting this way, I really don't know why I am. Stress perhaps?

I kind of know I pushed everything aside. There wasn't really any proper closure, which would explain why the memories still haunt vehemently at times. Well, all I can say is that tomorrow's gonna be a strange day - the part where I'm not spending it with you, that is.

You know, I always wanted to take it slow hahah. Okay stop, I feel uncomfortable already. Woots, night!