Dear Diary,<\/p>\n
Once again, I have noticed that the list of people who actually<\/em> have my best interest in their heart is rapidly decreasing. I don’t know what to think about it, or how to feel about it. I mean, should I be happy that I at least found out, or should I be sad about this gruesome discovery? Well, I have chosen to be happy about it.<\/p>\n What happens when all odds are against you? Or rather, when it seems<\/em> like all odds are against you? I guess you have to become even! I am on the phone with m bestfriend, Sola right now, and I am sharing an intimate detail of my life with her, and as always, she is making me feel better. She has just reminded me that when God closes one door, he opens another. That much is true. The only problem is that I can’t seem to find this alleged new door; okay, maybe I should not call the door “alleged”…as this might anger God…. or don’t you think so?<\/p>\n Some days, like today, I wonder what love has to do with anything; I’m talking about romantic love, by the way. I know what love does; all it does it blind you from seeing things logically; it makes you a damn fool, and I do not now, nor ever wanna be anyone’s fool. Seriously speaking, what the hell does love have to do with anything? Nothing!<\/p>\n