Do YOU feel like daning?
I’m totally in love with the song ‘I don’t feel like dancin’ by the Scissor Sisters at the moment, in fact I’m listening to it right about now. It’s just so funky and the lyrics are hilarious.So… I’ve generally refrained from writing about Dean, simply because the whole situation with ‘us’ just brings about a giant cloud of confusion. I have feelings for him, and he knows this, but there’s so much ambiguity about what we are and what we have. So we’ve established the fact that we like each other, but it’s what we do with those feelings that is confusing. I think we want different things, as I don’t really see the point of investing time into something that’s not going to go anywhere. But I’m just so sick of talking and thinking about it, it all seems so complicated already. Even when we discuss it, we just seem to go around in circles and nothing gets solved or answered. I might just be putting all my eggs into one basket here, but you know I talk to guy friends and potentials (yes that’s what I’m calling them) all the time. And while it’s good talking to them, with Dean it’s just… different. I’m so over talking about this though and others are probably REALLY over hearing about it lol, so I’m just going to leave it for now, not even going to think about it. I’ll meet up with him in the city for lunch after exams are done, and we’ll just take it as it comes from there. Blah!
Now, if you’ve read the previous post, you’d know that I’ve been on a bit of a cleaning spree lately… which really just is a form of procrastination, albeit a productive one. Well hidden at the very back of my closet I made a rather horrifying discovery. I found the pink cardigan that my mum used to dress me in whenever we went ANYWHERE. Now, I remember when my young self had had enough of said cardigan and stuffed it at the back of my closet, hidden from my mother and never to be worn again. Oh yes, it was indeed a good day when little me had finally won the war against the dreaded pink cardigan. Why it was still in my closet, I have no idea, but now it’s finally gone for good!
And so here I was, definitely NOT bringin sexy back, “yeah”

And so it goes, another boring post brought to you by my very bored self. But yeah… I won’t be online much at all in the coming weeks. I’m on a self imposed internet ban, if you will.
