There are days like today that i am required to take a trip back home after days of being away. sometimes i want to go and sometimes i dont. today is one of those occasional days of in between insecurities where the want factor is brought up more because of a heavy guilt of not being able to sleep in certain air conditioned rooms causing a lack of sleep due to a sudden jump in mosquito inhabitation. it is of course no surprise that i am not at all fond of the idea of being seperated from the boy at times when the love loves have started their classes and gone back to the lands of over the seas.
it is also a strange discovery to feel that i am somehow reluctant to go back home to another guilt trip of not feeling like seeing some friends i have not seen in some time for the past 8 months. it is always the simple excuse of being too far away and i would see them the next time i was back but a weird tugging feeling at the back of my head just refuses to acknowledge that. it is true that friends are like flowers and if we leave them unwatered for too long, the friendship eventually becomes akward and dies over time. at least thats how it feels for me.
i need a swim =/
too bad im not allowed to do so for some time as i had LASIK eye surgery done a couple of days back.
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