Guess now I kind of get why some people pull away. So I should just chill and go about my life as per normal. Well, life’s pretty normal. NIGHTS, however, are pretty damn depressing because I think of miserable things. To the extent I’d love to stop thinking after the clock strikes 9 pm. About all kinds of stuff, all over different times. I would KILL to let em all out in the open - secrets, thoughts, and you know, the sound of my brain being blown apart inside my head. These days, I keep replaying things I’d do and things I’d say differently if time were to stop and turn. Then I’d stop after an hour or so to remind myself to stop being miserable - and to stop talking to myself in the mirror, or staring blankly at the wall, re-enacting scenes the way I’d love them to happen. This is getting pretty mental. But then, I’d get tired and bummed, and my mind will float right back to x. That was when I decided to (in chronological order): watch Big Momma 3 while doing jumps and push-ups, continued with Harry Potter and the Chambers of Secrets, read Gray’s book - best investment ever really - chapter 6 which came up at the best timing possible I swear. Felt enlightened and totally at ease. Which brings me to tumblr right now, well because, err, I’m not sure. Probably between me being insomniac from the nap I had or me thinking too much as per usual, and the fact that I’m abstaining from twitter, facebook, bbm and msn. I really don’t know. Time check: 2.32 am - shall continue with my book, and perhaps, a dose of teenage angst from Eclipse after I’ve finished chapter 8 :) Though I don’t exactly expect anyone to read this super lengthy and verbose piece of rants and convoluted thoughts I have trouble deciphering myself, GOODNIGHT :)