If there's Monday blues, there's Sunday blues for me.
Of course this 'phenomenon' doesn't happen every Sunday, when I'm supposed to be worshipping God and all that; it's just today.
And before I start to babble and blab, I'll make it simple: It all boils down to how much i miss HER.
"OMG", you say, "What a 'baduy' first entry."
"Oh well," I say, "This is MY blog, isnt it?"
So. back to all this missing HER business.
It's really new to me, this feeling of how much I miss her; I've never felt this sense of loneliness and aloneness when she's not with me. That I've had four previous relationships doesn't seem to matter. I miss her terribly, I miss her like I've never missed anyone before.
Yes, yes, I know how I sound, thank you very much. Ugh.
It doesn't help that my co-workers have decided to ressurect that age old (non-existent, believe me) issue about me and the resident simpleton here. I know that particular second-to-the-last word in the previous sentence is a bit... harsh, maybe, but wait 'til you meet her. You'll probably realize that I'm even trying to be kind. Of coure, she has some positive traits as well, but she's still a simpleton nonetheless.
Oh well, thats life for you.
And quit frowning over there. You can always read some other sorry sob's blog.
Of course this 'phenomenon' doesn't happen every Sunday, when I'm supposed to be worshipping God and all that; it's just today.
And before I start to babble and blab, I'll make it simple: It all boils down to how much i miss HER.
"OMG", you say, "What a 'baduy' first entry."
"Oh well," I say, "This is MY blog, isnt it?"
So. back to all this missing HER business.
It's really new to me, this feeling of how much I miss her; I've never felt this sense of loneliness and aloneness when she's not with me. That I've had four previous relationships doesn't seem to matter. I miss her terribly, I miss her like I've never missed anyone before.
Yes, yes, I know how I sound, thank you very much. Ugh.
It doesn't help that my co-workers have decided to ressurect that age old (non-existent, believe me) issue about me and the resident simpleton here. I know that particular second-to-the-last word in the previous sentence is a bit... harsh, maybe, but wait 'til you meet her. You'll probably realize that I'm even trying to be kind. Of coure, she has some positive traits as well, but she's still a simpleton nonetheless.
Oh well, thats life for you.
And quit frowning over there. You can always read some other sorry sob's blog.
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