Dear Diary,
This past week I learnt that being free spirited doesn't come easy. Attending events that include chemical substances of dubious legality doesn't make me any less afraid of losing control. Even when I'm in the presence of people I would probably never see again ever. It is to be hoped that excluding myself from experiencing some of these easily attainable pleasures would ensure me some level of perpetual happiness in the future.
I learnt that friends cannot be everything you expect them to be and that perhaps a heart-wrenching confessional on boundaries is to be had. I wouldn't say I liked you, if I truly didn't - actually I lie, the more astonishing thing here is that, I have. Gah, this must be retracted at the earliest instance.
I feel the best way to deal with personal conflicts is to let things unravel themselves and let wounds heal naturally. And so, with this blog post, I am going to release all the pent up bad juju and believe that whatever will be, will be. December should be filled with nothing but love and good times.
I hate it when my worlds collide.
( a l y a a ) @ Sunday, December 06, 2009 / 5:13 pm /