Thursday, Night.
Thursday, September 21, 2006
No. No more will I do anymore of those 'Today is...' or 'Today starts...'.
I shall do something else, since I have gotten a little piece of inspiration. This inspiration...is this really sweet teenage couple being very close on the MRT. It IS a little mushy but please, I've grown to see lots of it so I don't get affected that way, but instead in another way.
So I see this couple being really happy together, and being myself I felt really happy as well, just as if I was the one who is experiencing it all. (If it sounds a little too much for you, leave. I'm not forcing you.)
But at the same time I get reminded of the unhappy past I've had with this funny thing called love.
First Love.Alright, so almost everyone has one, even silly old me who is doing this heck of a blog right now. My first has been the longest lasting to tell the truth. A full 4 years to be exact. It started from the other party's constant calling to clarify doubts on homework. Then I did something really stupid and the whole thing ended with a stop on the calls. I was really miserable.
SubsequentNow do I have to elaborate? It's really painful, I must say. The 4 after that ~ oh nevermind I don't want to say, the Net isn't safe. If I recall correctly I nearly cried in one of them, so it must have really been very hurting.
A little soul-searching
It might be something which I do, which really is of face value in my opinion. If I get judged because of it I might as well say that it's over before it's even started.
But I remember one of it which has been going great but ended because of personal reasons. Barriers, in general, probably. It's only fair to step out of it if you don't like it as fast as possible.
My fantasiesYea, I do have alot of fantasies when it comes to love. From Krishna and Susila to WinterDarKnight and ShadowMoonMaiden, I get influenced by stories I read and events that happen everyday. These fantasies are mainly how I see love as a whole, nothing much about it.
So comes an abrupt stop to the topic. Oh well, I really shouldn't have forced myself to do it...but...at least I faced the sorrows again and learned abit out of it. Before I go, here are three mindsets and maybe you would like to tell me which of the three I should take when I confess next time. (If there will be one.)
1, 'I must try again, and as expected she might not say yes.'
2, 'Stay strong. This next one if a hopeful.'
3, 'Don't try at all, your friends are gonna laugh at you and tell on you.'
Let it Rain.
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