why janet why

you don't need a manslater... i don't understand myself either.

i don't know why i want to stay in australia, so much.

i don't know why i (might have) thrown myself at you and treat you as my boyfriend already.

i don't know why i risk having no girl friends to fall back on in this country-- nobody to cry to and complain to, while you have all the guys friends whom i know, that you can boast your conquests to.

and i don't know what i would do, if a pretty girl comes along and likes you, flatters you so much that you cannot deny her.

it's just so unfair, that it was your 21st birthday and i felt obliged to do nice presents and card, and then you fell sick and i would have take care of you, and in all, do such things that would indefinitely see me regretting them time and again. they must really seem like i really liked you.

i never like to be in a situation where i would be the only one who wanted things to happen the way it happened. so what now? you like me because i like you first? yeahhhh wow i really did lead myself on.

feeling so humiliated right now.