I must be smart. I must recognize the signs. I have paid too much in school fees to afford to ignore the hazard signs. A three year course and a master's degree in recognising the syndrome. So frustrating, so annonying. But I am not helpless. There must be a way.

Judgement cannot be clouded by emotion. My feelings are what my judgements are based on, not what clouds it. If it seems that way, chances are that it is true, so I should not try to be a pain in the ass. But then again, i haven't the faintest idea what should be the way.

But no matter what, I'm definitely not going to go on any sort of wild avian chase. Been there, done that. Looks like loosing faith in love!

Right. I sound so stupid. I'm not gonna say anymore.