I thought I was okay now. Apparantly not. I asked him whether he still wears the ring. He refused to answer me. I wore it until I got a ring tanline on my finger. I feel very miserable now. I just can't stop myself from asking him questions. He just stops himself there. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. Maybe I should leave it home when I go to Bordeaux this weekend. He doesn't care. Why should I care? I don't think he even reads my blog anymore. I specially made it for him to understand my life and my thoughts here. Seems like its all going to a waste and it is now a point for me to vent my frustrations. I am very upset now. He wouldn't understand the pain that is going through my heart. I should just disappear and leave him alone for now. It's better for him and me.