I've been wondering why I don't write so much about -me- me here, and it kinda made me realise, there is no -me- me. I get so many questions about my love life (which doesn't technically exist, fyi) or what I do in the weekends and I realise that I'm The Loner.
I can't organise my relationships well. I don't keep in touch. I bank out on people. (What does that mean? - the second things start getting weird, like not knowing what to say in their presence, I leave.) That's just... me.
Then again I loooove being part of a group - I can't stand myself if I don't understand what they're saying. I can't stand it when there's an inside joke (which I would flaunt if it were me who were on the inside, which is just sooo hypocritical), and... well. Stuff!
I'm going to need some time to regain my verbal/writing skills I think.
Anyway... so I'm just going to go and start reading up those passages I have to make up a commentary for on Tuesday... ...
Fin
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