Wednesday, March 31, 2010

The beauty of clicking links

I get distracted was doing assignments.
Even wikipedia is a source of temptation.
From the origins of pizza to the tomato to nightshade (yeah this poisonous plant is related to tomato), it's just hard for me not to click links out of sheer curiosity.

So I applied my link clicking skills to a new situation. I have always been meaning to get the links of my other friend's blogs but never get around to it.
I went to Jo's blog first. Only found one person...I read hers then look for her commenters/followers...
And you can conclude what happens from here.

I feel like a excellent stalker. eh heh.
I wonder if this is one of Jo's secret strategies?

Eh. I need a prettier blog layout.

Will someone please pass the defibrillator?

Yeah, based on my very accurate predictions, I had let my blog die after for posts...
So, I will start again.

-ahem-

Just when I was riding on a wave of confidence, things have crashed down again. Oh, it's not just the exams but another sudden realisation that I suck at handling certain things by overthinking it.

I feel that lately I've been speaking less, sometimes nervous to a point where I make myself sick. In certain situations, I find myself worried about what the other feels about me underneath the fact that I am mentally critising them. I told my sister bluntly the other day to grow up and stop relying on me to get her homework done. Even to a close friend- who has a habit of repeating certain things often- I looked away and ignored what she said altogether instead of giving the polite nod or generic reply.
I have even completely given up on worrying about test results. Even if I said I did- that was just to not look out of place. Don't particularly care for the facebook apps I'm addicted to and don't care for my art anymore because it still sucks compared to those on gaia/deviantart.

What happened to me? Did modern day teenage cynicism just randomly take over?
Or is it that my mum is that way? Haha.

No.

It must be my annual near-Easter depression.