I think there's a dead man at the Airport bus terminal. He looks like he's sleeping but I think he's dead. I hope he's not of course. He didn't move an inch for 2 hours. Probably even longer than that. I wanted to alert the police (you know how we have plenty of useless and bored-looking policemen around here) but of course I didn't since I'm sitting here blogging instead of giving my statements at the police station.

I hope he's woken up (if he was sleeping). Aiyah I wanted to check if he's still there later but I just remembered that I have class today so I won't be taking the bus. Tsk. What a spoiler. Nvm.

Anyway, I had a good chat with Eve yesterday over the phone after a long time and I realised that I'm not the only one who felt the way I'm feeling at this point of time. It's a phase everybody goes through. Mine has lasted for weeks already and probably months too, I don't know. But it's not like I'm upset or anything... in fact, I'm fine with it.

This "detachment" or "withdrawing" thing is due to the commitments (and distractions) I have in life right now. I am well aware of that. There is something wrong with me because I let it succumb. I don't know if I'll ever come out of it. Oh well...

So we came to the common topic of socialising. Trust me, I am not a fan of this word but neither do I hate it. I'm just not an expert at it. Remember there are always 2 sides to an AB blood type person. One is ok with it, one is not so ok with it. We're both introverted as well as extroverted.

She came up with this buffet-dating thing, which is great by the way. But I think I will be busy stuffing myself with the buffet instead. Besides, I don't think guys will want to chat me up since I have a bloody cold exterior that even I think is scary. I remind myself of the Grim Reaper. At times, when I see my own reflection at the MRT windows, I see Grim Reaper staring right back at me. Freaky.

By the looks of it, I don't think I'll ever find a guy. I'm SO lazy to mix around and I don't even make that effort to do so. I don't make friends with strangers unless I don't have a choice. And I hate having to play all those silly mind games all over again. It's just too tedious for me. I can't believe myself sometimes.

I don't know how my friends do it and actually bothered to do so but I just can't. I won't. And the best part? I'm absolutely OK with it.

Odd.



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