Unrequitted Love

Haha. I cant believe I just made that the title for this post. I must be very bored or going out of my mind. Kkk. So yeah.

Ugh. I dont like love being applied to me but I love writing about it. I love romantic novels, seeing romance in other people but I don't want to really be involved in it as myself, if that makes any sense.

Fine, I think it's the fear of commitment or responsibility, the fear of taking care of another human being and the fear of living up to that other human being's expectations. Issues, I know. But since I'm in the mood to blog about random things because I can't get my mind to work on something sensible to write about, then I'm just going to write about what's on my mind.

Love.

I want to write about romance right now, but as I always write when I'm completely my honest self, I can't write because I am not feeling like myself. So funny.


I wasn't able to act on my emotions. See, I'd rather be embarrassed, or regret doing something than feeling like I wasn't able to do something. One of my weaknesses is that I can't contain my feelings, it's a strength at times, but often times it's a weakness.

Ugh, anyhow. Surprise surprise, bottomline, I wasnt able to tell the guy I semi-like that I liked him and I wasnt even able to go out with him. kkk- fine, he's like older than me by 10 years and I'm not even sure if I really like him because he's my type or because he's super kind to me.

Anyhow, I'm probably fixating on it right now because I'm not doing anything to keep myself busy... so... yeah, I have to snap out of it.

So, that's what my update's all about. Bye... I have to grow up now. :D

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