-Irene-
Gosh... everything just gets so complicated as time goes by. I don't know why, but things get so difficult it makes me want to cry. I kept staring at the letter I got yesterday. It's already Saturday... I got this letter yesterday and I still kept on bothering myself about it.
I can just throw it and not mind it anymore, but I can't. To be honest, I'm having second thoughts here. I mean, there's something in me that doesn't want to care about it, that wants me to just throw this piece of garbage away and mind something else, like the painting contest.
But there's also something in me that feels so excited about it. I mean, who wouldn't be? Receiving such words from an unknown someone is just so special, whether it be a con from someone bad or really a thoughtful gesture from som
