This weird feeling come and goes...I wish it never come but really its not my choice, the only option I have is to try to ignore and find more happier things to think about...
Time...is needed to neutralise this.I just read a blog by a friend whom I haven't meet for a while...although I consider her a friend,yet our connection with each other defies these fact...ya she in my facebook...my friendster...nowadays people in there are consider friends but for me, most of them not really a friends...just acquaintances...maybe we might be friend someday due to circumstances,but at least not now for this moment...
The blog of her...creeps me out...weird...to tell the world something so intimate, something that might hurt someone who she profess to be the most important thing in her life. I simply thought maybe its because she needed someone to confide with and blogging it one of a way to channel all these feelings. To tell the world such a secret, why is that? I cant seems to stop wondering, kinda brave of her in a weird way to let everyone knew bout that or she just wanted one person to read it and others (like me) were consider collateral...Ok I'll stop to ponder now and wont definately go there anymore,I promise myself not to let people creepiness eat me again...
Maybe its just me who chooses things to share with the world,things to share with someone close and things to share to only me.This is the first time...i never felt like thing for just reading a blog...weird...
The last time I felt this creep are when I started to suspect and doubt something that I truly believe in...never because of a blog written by an acquaintances...
"cutely creeps me out.....urghhh"
