I feel rather weird now actually, as I sit in front of the computer.
Just finished reading through the blog of a close friend of mine, and I can't help but feel a little jealous.
I mean, he's got a gf and I don't know... It's not like I want to believe in loveand all that crap, but I really wished that I could somehow experience what he went through with his gf in the past 6 months. There was... let's see... tears, shouting, heartbreak, emo-shit and other crap like that.
If you know me inside out, you'd probably have realised that I'm the sort who doesn't give a shit about love and feelings of that sort. I simply have no need for it, since I escape reality by watching anime and listening to my favourite j-urban/j-rock artists. I'm not trying to say that having a relationship is an escape from reality or any of that sort.
I probably shouldn't be thinking too much, but then again, I can't help but wonder what it's like. Love is for the weak. That was what I used to think. But is that what I want to believe forever?
I've gotten sick of living in my own world, that's a fact. Oh, but don't worry, Iam quite contented with life as of now. It's not like I'm bankrupt or anything right? I do have friends as well. I really hope this jealousy doesn't get the better of me.
Just finished reading through the blog of a close friend of mine, and I can't help but feel a little jealous.
I mean, he's got a gf and I don't know... It's not like I want to believe in loveand all that crap, but I really wished that I could somehow experience what he went through with his gf in the past 6 months. There was... let's see... tears, shouting, heartbreak, emo-shit and other crap like that.
If you know me inside out, you'd probably have realised that I'm the sort who doesn't give a shit about love and feelings of that sort. I simply have no need for it, since I escape reality by watching anime and listening to my favourite j-urban/j-rock artists. I'm not trying to say that having a relationship is an escape from reality or any of that sort.
I probably shouldn't be thinking too much, but then again, I can't help but wonder what it's like. Love is for the weak. That was what I used to think. But is that what I want to believe forever?
I've gotten sick of living in my own world, that's a fact. Oh, but don't worry, Iam quite contented with life as of now. It's not like I'm bankrupt or anything right? I do have friends as well. I really hope this jealousy doesn't get the better of me.