Aimless Blogging

Sometimes when I'm in the mood to blog, I haven an idea, topic or issue to write about. Today is an instance. Funnily, I think the heavy downpour this afternoon makes me emotional and gave the the urge to blog. I love the rain sometimes.

I'm going to confess all my feelings from today out since I don't know what to write about.

Firstly I hate myself sometimes for being too imaginative and sensitive, thus jumping into conclusions easily. Oh well, they say everything has a bad and good side so I guess this is the bad side of being too sensitive.

I can't stand people who show me attitude like ignoring and walking so fast like what Grace did today. The heck I waited 1 hour like a fool and she din't even apologise when she arrived and showed me attitude instead. Fine, I showed her back double. They say karma exists well it does, maybe its a retribution for yesterday when I made them U-Turn their taxi to pass me the chocolate. She was like screaming...."is this chocolate so important to u?!" And my response was "yes!"

My classmates are heading down to double O tonight to gather as majority of the guys are enlisting in early June. I decline, with valid and invalid reasons. Valid reaon - I'm dead tired and worn out. Invalid reason - Whenever I tried asking them out to club they would all reject me. So why should I go? When I need company or feel like going out in a small group, the majority gave me shit so well why should I even go?

I miss her and the short times we spent together yesterday. But I din't like it when she toture herself in such a way - by drinking and going wild. It pains me. I believe its not what she really wants but she just do it to make herself feel good or happy. That was the only sour point of otherwise a great night out. Sometimes I wished we could do something else other than club.

Often, I found myself thinking about her, what is she doing, did she have enough sleep, will she feel faint having sleep so little, is she thinking of me too, etc etc. At times, I also found myself reading through all the sms she sent over and over again and smiling at the phone. Occasionally I'd stare into space with images of the times we spent together running through my mind. All these points to one thing - these are signs of missing someone badly. But is it right?

While typing this entry I got an unexpected call saying that I'm selected for the World Cup Fans showdown and photoshoot. Haha damn the people who did the selection must be blind or that there are not enough guys lol. Still deciding on whether to attend the briefing tomorrow as it clashes with my driving lesson.