Wednesday, April 11, 2007
2 of my closest friends. 1 dinner. 1 cuppa drink. Things going haywire. (But it has
nothin to do with the vodka green tea.) And it's not in my business to be bothered, at all. Called you to see if you're safely home that's all. ((:
I think about Jasmine, she's in
egypt/
israel for 2 whole
uncontactable weeks. I think about Rachel, she's always so busy with her hectic, fully packed schedule. Then I pick up my phone, only to put it down again.
Cacoon myself up in bed, blissful. Perhaps I just yearn for someone to listen to me. Though I've got no idea what I'm gonna blabber about, perhaps nothing related to what bothers me but..
damnit la. I've never felt so restricted in my writings before. It's one of those times you just can't put thoughts into words.
Sometimes I wish I was void of feelings, happiness, sadness, sorrow, hurt, bullshit. The irony? I can get very cold blooded. So much so that I'll get very upset and question why I'm treating others like that. I'm an
inconsistent person. Fucked up right. Totally.
Gonna get ready to have lunch with dearest aunt. Then, after settling some stuff I'm gonna head home and hit the
SATs book. It seems as though all of a sudden, I love the
cosyness of my room and I'm not wanting to step out of house/can't wait to get home.
Wtf's happening!? Totally not in a mood to go job hunting. Can jobs come
lookin for me instead? :/
On a side note, I wanna attend the
dunmanband gathering, but can't! =(
I know something yet it's like I know NUTS.
jAn.[x]`~ *heartt felt words. ; at 9:31 AM
9:31 AM
