Keblinger

Party Crashers, Groupie Snatchers

Tuesday, November 06, 2012
The worst aspect about my psychological make-up is that I cannot - under any circumstance, pressure or otherwise - forget. Whether they be events or people.

Volcano face is no longer volcano face although its activities has certainly left permanent imprints on his already hidden face. With hair. I know, I know what you're thinking. Me pay attention to a guy who looks more like a Korean pop idol wannabe and thinks less like the religious man I've always pined for? Certainly the apocalypse isn't here.

Then what could it be?

I blame the wedding bubble. You see, in a wedding no matter how unwelcome its effects and its participants are tend to invade your life anyway, however temporary it might be. Honestly speaking, I never thought that the upcoming wedding would have such an effect on me. It shouldn't. But it is. Just a tiny little bit. Even though I know I shouldn't be swayed, I am. Just a little.

In my defense, these recent feelings (I hate that I'm using this word cause really - it hasn't gone that far as the word usually tends to imply) didn't materialize out of nowhere. I'm perfectly entitled to misunderstandings and I am hard wired to believe that what I'm thinking is merely conjecture or at best hallucinations.

But here it is. There's something fishy going on. Really fishy. Like 8 years haven't happened. Like I'm back in grade 7, except I'm really not. See? I'm already at a loss for words.


I really need to go sleep.

these pictures are taken from GRFX [Can't find the link to the site =( ]
 

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