Hopeless Romantic. Grounded Realist. Jaded Cynic.
hell, did i just spent hours having a laidback conversation with two guys?
two malay guys?
freely, unreserved?
i recalled the last time i managed that was when i was in standard 5, when i was 11.
precisely, 8 years ago.
as i would also remember, my world went careening, tossed upside down shortly after that.
but, the catch is,
i felt nothing after it.
seriously.
i don't believe any word that they've uttered, they're males after all..
and to think that i've totally looked down on those whom hours were spent with a group of guys.
damn, what the fuck is happening to me?
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and i've also spent the night watching a concert, if one can call it that.
lukewarm at best, the crowd's just, meh..
wholly unresponsive.
not feeling it, ya know?
and i wore the most daring shirt i've ever worn in public, covered and toned-down with the robin egg blue cardi of course.
my parent would've dropped to the ground clutching their chest if they saw me in that very daring ensemble'..
*wicked, naughty grin*
i did feel self-concious in it, it's my first time after all, but i lost most of my inhabitation after a while.
and i got myself dadih, weehee! :))
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and chelsea won 2 nil over liverpool..
since man u is not involved, i'm fine with it i guess.
but they're down to the second spot, with chelsea barely heading with mere 2 points, not good at all..
keep up red devils!
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summation?
my head kinda spinning really, and i have to rationalize it first, as is customary for me to do....
