oh dear. im like thinking again.
haha drea's being drea.
i cant help but wonder, will people say no when they really have to? or are some people just totally afraid to say what they really feel just so they can avoid hurting someone else's feelings? but in that process of allowing things to happen, do they actually realise the extent at which it has caused the other party to think about? the extent to which deductions or assumptions are made constantly so as to find an equilibrium to the unearthed answers? ahh. i think thinking can really make one go ka-ray-zee. but in any case, i still cant help but wonder if it was really a no. if it was supposed to be a no. aahhh. its annoying. and i honestly dont quite know why i care.

and gosh, i really dont like it when people dont reply after hours. i mean, if you're busy, just say talk to you later or smth? and when you do say talk to you later, just do it. i find myself waiting, which turns out to be so silly. gosh, i need to stop being so sensitive.

i have concluded that my emo/reflecting/thinking periods come once a week. it has seemingly become a weekly affair, sometimes even more than twice a week. having time out to think about my life and the way i've lived through it makes me so much more aware of my feelings, habits, behaviours and actions. and when i finally see what i've been doing, i find myself on a thin line, unsure of whether what i've been doing has been right or wrong. i find that there are many times in life when things seem so good, but eventually acutally cause us to go rotten inside. rotten in the sense whereby one moment i feel so good, but the next moment i find myself being eaten up every moment, gasping for breath as it gets stolen with each second that passes. gosh. its an indescribable feeling that cannot be salvaged.

im lost.
and tired too.