strawberry choco-coated notebook

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

swimming...

isn't ironic? the template i have in here says "swim with me under the sea", but... eheh!... i do not know how to swim. ^-^ but that's all right, i think; anyway, i don't mean literal swim.
ohh... there's someone i've been thinking of since yesterday... (he says he's a good swimmer!) he pops in & out of my mind every once in a while. belated happy (saint) valentine's day to him (and to everyone else)! (i think there's something wrong with the sentence i've just typed.) i'm still deciding whether or not to consider him as a "crush"... i do think he is, but i'm afraid to love... or to like somebody... 'cause all might end in obsession! and everything could turn out to be a failure... (failure... once i fail to be assured that he's the "right one". the "right one" doesn't usually enter my mind. really.) then i'll have to give him up like the others... i'm afraid to give him up although it has always been easy for me to let loose of my "crushes" (and the next day, no longer consider them "crushes")...
oh, what the hell. that's why i've convinced myself (somehow) that i'd like to live alone... without a man... (in the future!!!) 'cause i know i can (unlike the insecure ones, maybe?)... the men entering my life are always puzzling. (sometimes...) they always make my mind full of confusion... or perhaps having a crush, or to like someone, does. and men aren't the ones confusing me??? one big what the hell for me. i'm a blur.
forget about this. i'm comfused. i'm confusing. confusing you. mind not my grammar, wrong usages, my feelings, mind me not; give me comments, suggestions; flame me. you're free to do what you want. but i strongly recommend forgetting about this, and giving me an advice, and doing what you want... and what you need. baiii............
-Y