I've Always Been Scared of Being Happy

How sad is it to finally see that you did not deserve the best out of someone? Is it this sad? This sad? Or is it THIS sad?

Anyway, last weekend I had the whole Saturday booked by Diani and Sheby, which was really really fun and really really girly: brunch, shop, full-body massage, and one hell of a dinner. Ended with Diani sleeping over at my place.

Then on Sunday I went to see Raden Saleh painting exhibition at Galeri Nasional with him, met Sheby and Alvin there, then hopped off to Ragusa for the sake of much-needed ice-cold sensation after queueing under a bright shining sun.

Then, later that night, I got completely knocked-off by catching a terrible cold. Still haven't fully-recovered until now.