3:21 AM, A Burning In Her Pride ; A Nervous Bleeding In My Brain
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Again, my dear readers, pardon me for not updating for quite some time.
I've been busy, and OKAY, at times, lazy.
I mean, what i do everyday after i return home from school is habitual now.
I go home straight (i told you right? What's the sense in sticking around when there's no such thing as stuffing food inside your mouth? No, dont call me gluttonous. I weigh a healthy 43 or so kilograms).
So i go home as straight as i can and when i'm home, i sleep till i can break my fast. After that, i'd study till night, then watch some soppy drama on tv, then go to bed.
Its a habitual routine that doesn't include laptoping. So, i'm pretty used to not being online. Anyway, Whatever. haha, okay.
I hate to think that i am being over-sensitive (which is what they told me).
We all do right? But i am helpless here, can't anyone see?
The very fact that i hate to be over-sensitive means generally, that i dont like to be over sensitive.
But what can you do when someone makes you feel that way?
If there's anyone out there with a solution, tell me what it is.
I thought i had the solution, but actually, what i think i know, is just one of my theories again.
Back to the question now.
What can you do when someone makes you feel like that?
Like, when everything she says to you bothers you so much.
Like, when whatever joke she cracks to you makes you laugh so much (and you retold the joke to your friends and they say its not even funny, but you don't care.
You still laugh at it).
Like, when whatever she does gets to you and you start coming out with 10 different outrageous theories on how she folds her arms, how she stands and walks, how she looks at you, even how she eats.
See, you just get so sensitive.
And my question now is, what can you do when someone makes you feel like that?
So emotionally attached and sensitive, so vulnerable and dumb and naive.
And helpless.
I'll end this post abruptly for now.
Goodbye.
Let that question linger in you for a while.
Think of it.
You'll see that its pretty true, you know.
that girl is me.
