1.
Being alone and hungry makes me cranky.
Yes i have that need to be alone, but once i’m in it sometimes i refuse to budge even when i know i should. Spent the past two weeks meeting a grand total of -three- people (proper sustained contact), and only a couple hours for two of them. The rest of the time i wandered around alone hobo style.
Didn’t realize it, but i think i reached a point where there was no one around to buoy me up i was just eaten up by my own neurosis. Like yknw how when you spend too much time in close proximity with someone you go insane and want to bite his/her head off? That was what happened to me, with myself. Lol.
I might have been extra snappy/blasé because of that to sumfwenz on the phone, so i’m sorry anyone i might have taken it out on luvluv.
Jap noodles + midnight green tea conversations put things into perspective though, i needed it and i feel waaay better now didn’t even notice i wasn’t.
2.
DUDE. From today until the start of school there’s no rest. Friendsfriendsfriends – then it’s pre-camp then BKK then USP O week then Arts O week then uni begins oh god good bye alone me hello the world! Please be gentle.
3.
You know what they say about fair-weathered friends? That they are people who’re bound to be there when you’re having fun, but scoots once you need help?
Revelation du jour: I’m the exact opposite.
I’m more inclined and willing to reply/meet if it’s a friend seeking help. When it comes to social outings, i’d ditch. If you’re my friend and had me flak on you – think about it. It’s true innit. Need someone to talk to about boy problems and i’m alright with a lunch date right there and then. Book me for a sleepover three weeks in advance and i most likely won’t be there.
It’s not that i’m nice or caring or a terrific friend – i think it’s because of pride. I have a God complex where i believe myself capable of helping everyone.. (Celine: That’s ironically a very humble realization to make).
Thassal, and oh
4.
There will be three posts today, wow!
I hate how it bothers me that point 4. announces 3 posts, the OCD in me is itching.
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