Some get hurt to see someone they like to be dancing with someone else...
Some get hurt to see someone they like act as if they like that someone they hate...
Some get hurt for seeing their old fling still an old fling...
Some get hurt to see that old love happy...
Someone gets hurt everytime.

Yesterday's shoot was fun. Booze, music and good ol' friends. Love was definitely in the air.
But this morning, I received this from Jay and after seeing this, a part of me is breaking apart.

MMS of Diego with a splint after I left Vet Med to Baguio.
Makes me regret on not spanking the kids. He's having his pin(?) surgery tomorrow. Please pray for my little mutt.
Mama just informed me that Diego had an accident with the kids while I was out. He can't move one of his hind legs. Darn stubborn little kids. He's having his legs xrayd later. I hope things will be ok before I leave for Baguio. Or else, I see blood. >:{
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I just found out earlier that some people are not worth my trust.
Game over.
Sleep is inevitable to whoever needs thinking. But thinking doesn't give time for sleep to visit. So we fall. We quit. And then wonder if it was the best decision. We wake to another day only to find that nothing has changed. Still stuck in the same rut. Closing our eyes wont make any difference either. I need to move on, get rid of this frantic jetlag and see what's left out there before it's too late.
Send me some sleeping pills will ya?
"Feather to fire, fire to blood, blood to bone, bone to marrow, marrow to ashes, ashes to snow." - Gregory Colbert
Nel, thank you. I needed those words and I will definitely think about it.
And sorry too, I didn't mean it.
:)

Zakim Bridge @ night
Three nights and two days in Massachusetts, not enough I must say.