After torturing a clueless guy for not calling me over the weekend and then not finding out if i am alright when i burst out crying over the phone due to a severe case of PMS, we, finally got to talking over a lot of things, why it is more practical to be practical and why it isn't so awesome to be emotional (all this from me, haha). Of course, anyone who doesnt know how to handle wimmen is clueless, particularly one weeping girl. Actually, it is really simple, you just have to be there, hold her hand, and let her finish crying. A shoulder would be great and a hug, even better, depending on comfort levels. Of course, whatever the problem or reason is, no matter how trivial or how small, one shouldn't write it off, but just listen. no advice, just listen.

So with a late night conversation that went like that, and waking up with barely 5 hours of sleep, crankiness hit hard. Of course, the absence of the main machine and a really happy grinning child following you to the tram station with mother chasing close behind can do wonders to the mood, in general.

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Nice status message stolen from cousin: How come when its us, its an abortion, but when its a chicken, its an omlette?
I wonder too.

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Life goes at a hectic pace, as usual these days, which means I am happy. Depression can be felt really slowly, indeed. And time then just seems to drag on.. oh wait, that could be boredom too...I haven't actually written anything sensible in a while, so all the scattered thoughts just jumped out .. so pardon the overdose of randomness...

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Is life fair?I really really believe it is, because I couldn't handle the alternative very well, I think. But really, do you think the world is fair?

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I rephrase previous post: Is is still too much to ask for perfection when you also offer it in the first place?
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I missed you, very much indeed.

My biggest fear was losing people I loved,people I was close to. Always.

Lately, I have come to realize that sometimes, those people who are really closest to you, the ones who sometimes end up sucking all the energy out of you .. they are best left at a safe distance. Sometimes, some relationships do require hibernations, while others are best left in the recycle bin. It does become necessary to do some weeding, from time to time. And when some other relationships come ridiculously closely resembling the ones you have just weeded out, why you weed them out too. From the girl I was to who I am now, I guess I have developed a certain ruthlessness.

I used to believe in not writing people off, and always giving them every chance possible.

Now, I know that sometimes, it isnt worth that much time. Best to let people grow at their own pace, and not at the expense of your time and emotions.

I did care quite a bit about what people thought of me.

I don't, that much anymore.

I used to go that extra three thousand miles to make sure that I don't intentionally or unintentionally, hurt anyone. Even when they set out intentionally to hurt me.

I would constantly suppress the urge to fight back, telling myself that I am better than that. And then, end up taking it out on myself. It would take its toll on me.

Now, I can pick my battles better. And mostly, when someone messes with me, crosses that one thin line? hell, I mess with them right back.

Life is too short to be unhappy, no?


If only I can stop overanalyzing things, now, that would be quite something.