Back again.

I dont know. It just seems like I have been in my own world for the longest time, until taking a walk outside today jolted me back to reality, once again.

Early in the morning, I dragged myself out of bed, even before my two alarm clocks rang, and took a cold water bath to wake myself up. I think cold water did help, except it was a little sick when the morning was cold to begin with. And so, I grabbed my backpack (cos' I was too lazy to pick a decent bag to complement my already too-casual wear) and set off to meet Mic.

The first thing she asked me when she saw me was, "Are you okay? Are you emo?"

I thought I should make a confession here then.

1. I got a little teary when I watched on youtube Damon and Elena dance (it was not at all a sad scene actually) yesterday.

2. My tears fell when I was reading a particular chapter of a novel (which was not upsetting again) last night.

I suppose my tear glands had been inactive for too long again, and so triggering them all of a sudden would result in a drastic outcome.

Nevertheless, I think I ought to cry anyway, if there is really such thing like 'tears of joy'. Why should I not? There have been people who love and care for me. They are always there.

Anyway we were supposed to shop for birthday presents but we kind of ended up shopping for ourselves instead. And it just struck me that we did not sit since our lunch at around noon. We walked for five hours and now I am feeling the effects in my limbs. But really, it was good. Good company and good exploration into new shopping grounds. By the way, I had my Horlicks ice cream today, I think it made me feel a bit better.

I knew I was not going home empty-handed after entering HMV. True enough, I came out with Iron Man 2 DVD. Nope, I did not shoplift. It cost me a pair of shoes, okay actually just one out of a pair.

Seriously, I ought to be shot.

I met good friend Cyclops for dinner. And I am thankful, really. Thank you Cyclops, for listening to and containing all my crap. These days, hardly anyone wants to listen to me whine because I have become far too whiny.

And I have decided to listen to you, I will not change my mind anymore.

Anything for Cyclops!

Above is pretty much a recount of what happened today.

It felt like a long day. I am really beat. But I am lucky, because there are still people who love me. That is probably all that a vulnerable me asks for.