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One Tree Hill finale made me cry. WTF.

Been editing this stupid blog of mine for two fucking days. And still, I don't like how it looks. But hell. I could live with it. I'm already tired of editing.


Just watched the season finale of ONE TREE HILL. It was so nice. I felt all the emotions of the characters. And I actually cried. Yeah, I totally cried. Well, not like with sobs or anything. But still, tears welled up from my eyes. So pathetic of me.

I've been wanting to cry all these time, and who would have thought that watching One Tree Hill would push my tears on the edge. Oh well. At least some of my boiled, fucked up feelings are gone.


Nothing really happened.
Regine and Ana were here today. T'was fun. We talked and laughed.
The rest was a blur.

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