Well,
hello there! I hope others are going well. I was so busy these days... well
more like I didn't know what to chat about. I looked around, thought to myself
what others might find it interesting. After rummaging through my brain, I
thought why not talk about personal experiences! I mean, what else could be
this easy for me? I want to chat about me being shy and how I stalk some people on my Facebook, well... here it goes.
Firstly, I wanna chat about Stalking. I mean
not stalking in general... I mean stalking someone Online. You know, I stalk a
lot of people Online, but who doesn't? Well, starting from the guy(s) I have
crush on, to those who annoy me the most! I just can't get enough of it. It
seems like I'm becoming a freaking creeper! I refresh my Facebook homepage
again and again and again... I click on my friends list. I scroll up and down.
Looking for particular people. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not obsessed with them!
It's just that, sitting all day in one room does make me do stupid stuff.
Secondly, I look at their
pictures. I don't know about others but I like it a lot when I look at their
pictures, see what they have been up to... (Oh no! Now I sound like some freaking
top CRAZY STALKER!) But I'm not. You see, my life is way boring, I don't do
anything. I sit in front of my computer; I entertain myself by criticising
others! I know, I know, I have no life :'( I admit it. What else can I do? My
family doesn't even know I have a Blog. Well, why would I tell them anyway?
When I
was in school, many people used to say I'm creepy. I, myself, think that I am.
I think it's because of the way I look at them. I just stare at them... for no
reason. Well, most of the time because the boys were such eye candies! I used
to check them out, but I would stare at them that long because I didn't like to
creep them out! I wasn't the only one though. No. Many girls used to even flirt
with them. I didn't. Or should I say I couldn't. I didn't have the guts. You
see, I'm really shy, in class even if I knew the answer I wouldn't even raise
my hand. I was smart though... there were these three or four guys who used to
look at me. I sometimes had the feeling that someone is staring at me, when I
looked up, one of them were I suppose admiring me?
I don't know. I guess sometimes I
was joyful inside when someone would ask about me, especially boys. I remember
once I was sitting in gym at my school. I was just sitting there by myself on
this machine. I overheard a boy asking about me, he asked another boy who I was
and my name I think. I didn't quite hear what the other boy's respond was,
though I was smiling. I'm not the person who others like talking to; it's
because I don't really respond to them, I mean when someone is having a
conversation with me, and if I don't know them, I just quietly say yes or no
and I don't actually give my opinions on things.
Later,
the boy lost interest. Well, I guess who wouldn't? Even if I were to like
someone and that someone didn't talk and was supper dupper shy, I wouldn't
really give them my attention as well. I want a guy who will make me talk; I
want him to tell me that I don't need to be afraid I guess. I think that I'm
never going to find myself a boyfriend. Not because I can't, maybe because I'm
afraid that soon enough he will get bored and say his goodbye and leave, like
others.
Take
care. Peace x
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