Sober in Life

Yesterday (or just a few hours ago) was interesting because I got to know Joycelyn better and I also learnt a lot of things...

Of which if I told you would be too long for me to write at the moment because I'm dead beat.

Clubbing's still not my thing though. Gives me a headache and my heart will start pumping like a thousand miles per second.

I guess, as a writer, it was interesting to see how people partied and reacted to different things. And drank. A lot. ( or at least I think people do.) Right?

Drinking makes me sick though. Even just a little. (Like seriously VERY LITTLE.) But I still took loads of photos and videos. #pro *self praise*

I learnt something really important, and that is to laugh about the things that make you wanna cry. It helps to be self-effacing, not self-defeating.

A short post... Because I was reminded (by Joycelyn saying that she blogs and to check her blog out lol) that I used to blog a lot but now I don't really have anything much to say. (Or if I do, it's too personal to go on here so it goes in my diary instead.)

And I miss it. Sharing my thoughts with the world of strangers that makes up the internet.

I'm tired and a little woozy (can I haz day off in lieu please, Boss?) but I'm glad that I got to know more about someone.

We INFJs are ever curious about other people. :D So much so that we're mistaken for extroverts.

You know, I asked my guy friends why is it that my friends seem to like each other (in that way) but I'm somehow not liked by anyone in my three years. They say it's because people look upon me as their little sister who they have a need to protect. That I'm like that. And that there would be someone who could go past that. When? Who knows.

I think they're trying to console me somehow.

On one hand I'm glad that I'm not caught up in their sticky, tangled webs. On the other hand, I'm like... "Is there something wrong with me?"

Seph told me recently (about me), "You can never be loved enough because you love so much." So sometimes I close myself up. To recharge.

Hopefully I'll find that someone who I'll be loved more than enough. I like to be protected. I like to be safe. But sometimes, like yesterday, I'll have to venture out of my comfort zone just a little. Because maybe if I'm more willing to take risks, I'll find the one I'm looking for.

(And finish that book of mine and send it out.)