the world is getting smaller. this was exactly one of the reasons why i din't want to to get into friendster. now, i'm being haunted again. he just have that way of waltzing back into your life like he's some damned ghost. i guess, i have to face my demons now, huh? i've eluded it for far too long already. but then again, i don't really have to, do i? he's made the virtual effort of invting me in his friends' list. like we're old chums who found each other in the whole wide web world. the truth is, we are old chums. it's just that, we're not going back there anymore. he's decided to become friends again. he's actually beginning to build the bridge back. i'm just not willing to meet it from my end. when i saw him last sunday, sporting that ever present smile, i had half the mind to kick his ass then there. forget the fact that i was a girl in heels and skirt. forget the fact that we were in front of my mom. forget the fact that we were in a freakin' mall. i just wanted to kick his ass, just so i could vent even a quarter of my anger. just so he'd realize he wasn't all that good. and just so he'd know, he's such an ass and a half.