Saturday, November 13, 2004

home alone on a saturday night doesn't suck

yup. i'll call this my dumb ass decison to stay home alone on a saturday night.

i received a call this afternoon, and even a YM bling this morning, reminding me of a dinner over at a new acquaintance's home. i declined with a lousy excuse that i am depressed. fact: i am never depressed. sad maybe, but never ever depressed in the clinical meaning of the word.

well, am i even sad? nope. then what do i feel? maybe it's that time of the month again for me to relish my aloneness. it's a gift that a few people find something to relish about in being alone. but, yup, i enjoy being alone.

i even enjoy long walks (read: getting lost and finding my way home). and reading novels in buses and metros (read: indifferent). i love going to flea markets alone (don't read: cheapskate).

then i again, why did i say it was a dumb ass decision of me to stay alone this saturday? for one, i am a people person. i love to go out. i wouldn't miss parties for a cold room. two, i am done with my laundry, which means it would have been better to go out rather than stay and wait for my clothes to dry.

fuck. i don't make sense even to my self lately.

took me this long to convince my self that i made the right decision to stay home tonight.

it sucks. really.

this is marc's version of the truth, sometime at 8:50 PM 0 comments if you can't live with it, he can.