FYI, the declaration of better narration for future subject matters in the previous entry was purely a resolution, a goal to be more precise, not a guaranteed action by yours truly. I don’t know why I used the word promise. Sighs.
And so, my first year examinations have officially concluded and I am bored stiff. There was an idea of visiting Barcelona and Mallorca but sadly, due to an unanticipated crisis, the plan has folded.
The last twenty-four hours was a little, perplexing I would say. I had a moment, or a few very long moments rather where I wasn’t thinking clearly which had led to my many rash decisions with wounding consequences. Parts of the conversations I had today included detectable untruths and it’s awfully upsetting. It seemed stupid to ask for further clarification (ie.
are you lying?), because it's common perception that you make yourself look bad if you reveal that you have fibbed, but really, admitting the truth anyway wouldn’t be too terrible since it is better than when the reality is secretly known yet you still lie about it. It sucks to have found out my true standing too, way below than that of the other mates. Plus the fact that you do speak about me, revealing information to others without my consent whereas I’d tell you exactly what I share with whoever and they’re rarely negative nor too specific in detail.
This rant noticeably describes my dissatisfaction with one person in particular although to be fair, I am an individual with the ability to push another over the edge, which in turn becomes the source of my emo-ness.
We’ll talk about my incomprehensible behaviour in this affinity later.
( a l y a a ) @ Friday, May 18, 2007 / 12:47 am /