I Was A Kaleidoscope

MATH DONE SIAL. SO IS HAROLD AND KUMAR. AND L'AUBERGE ESPAGNOLE. NO IDEA WHY I'M TYPING IN CAPS. YEAH OKAY.

I'm not saying it was your fault, although you could've done more. Oh you're so naive, yet so. How could this be done. You're such a smiling sweetheart. Oh and your sweet and pretty face. In such an ugly way, something so beautiful.

I don't know whether this kind of replay-certain-songs-a-zillion-times kind of behaviour is harmful or not. I learnt this habit from Q. She replays her songs a million times, day in day out. Then I started to, too. I listened to several songs hundreds of times. As of late it's been Naive. Previously Across the Universe. Before that Fidelity. There was a time, Hey There Delilah. And even before that, slot in Marching Bands of Manhattan, Hide and Seek, Criminal and By Your Side.

On and on, and on and on.

Until I get so sick and tired of them, I'd feel like I wanted to puke if I ever heard them again. Somewhere, at the pit of my stomach or my medulla oblongata, I feel sick. Ugh I hate that feeling afterwards.

Semi-reflective of my attitudes towards people. Spending every second together is not the way to preserving a friendship. Or anything. But of course, I don't want to come across as someone who views her friends as being disposable. You know? How come I'm talking as if someone actually reads this trash?

I don't need to explain myself lah, makes it seem that I've done something wrong. (Which I have NOT) haha. BUT OF COURSE I HAVE SOFT SPOTS FOR SOME PEOPLE. Wink wink you all know who you are.

A rather unhealthy habit, wouldn't you say.