watched the second hand move slowly passed twelve.
valentine's day has passed.
my eyes feel something with pH less than 7.
dunno why.

on feb 15th, i shed the tears of feb 14th.

十八岁，不哭。

wangtao and huajia got almost completely drank at the chalet, while xx was so high and 调戏ing this poor 32 junior.
behind all these, i believe, they feel sad, they feel neglected, they feel unfair.
because, 又是一个没有情人的情人节。
at least i'm lucky in the sense someone sent me a msg saying happy valentine. a six year friend.
really touched. i spent one years to discover a person. one year to like her, two years of conflicting idea whether i should like her, one year to break it down to friendship, one month to like her again, half a year to accept the reality, half a year to 'hate' her, and another 2 months to restore it to normal friendship.

其中的酸甜苦辣，除了她和我，又有谁能明白？

but i cannot afford another 6 years.