  To this particular ex... How dare you. How dare you call me and pretend that we are friends. Acting as if I still care about you and your life. And when I hang up on you, it's because I moved on and we were years ago. How dare you call me to tell me that you're still in "love" with me.
To tell me that you've always cared but you felt like you weren't good enough for me. FINE. Let me put it bluntly then. Is that supposed to make me feel sorry for you? Am I supposed to be polite and be like "aww..poor baby - you were good enough for me. " Well, you know what...in the past two years, I may have learned a lot about the real world and reality and the corporate world. But I learned just as much about "love". I learned that the word is worth the wait. I learned that the right one will love me for WHO I am and not who I could be.
Face it...you aren't good enough for me. 'Nuff said. My realtionship witih Kuan isn't perfect but that's fine. It's real. It's real love and that's good enough for me. I think that I'm being melodramatic and I'm just super emotional lately...kinda makes me want to curl up and hide from the world so they don't think that I'm some psychotic b*tch.
My last entry - it's not like my life is bad. I'm fine. I'm calm. I'm not pissed. I'm not angry. I'm just dealing...and my life is "real". 
