Tag Archives: Emotion

The One With Being Alone But Not Lonely

At a home gathering recently, a close of friend of mine commented on how I seem to be unable to be on my own for a long period of time.

“What do you mean?” I asked, more puzzled than insulted.

She then ranted off how I always seem to have “someone of the moment”; be it a date, a fling, a friend etc. I have this aura of need, a somewhat a disability to be on my own.

While I disagree that this could be the truth, I can’t deny that it’s not 100% inaccurate either. A simple scroll back to my Facebook updates, Twitter tweets and blog posts reveal as much.

If I am incapable of being alone, why do I, then, have been resolutely single for the past seven years?

You know how some questions are best left unanswered? This is one of them.

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The One With The Cry Baby

The One With The Cry Baby

Those who know me well will tell you that I am really a cry baby.

Okay, not that I can squeeze out tears on demand. But I reckon many things in life will have me tearing… be it of sadness, joy, pride. I consider a movie to be good if it can make me cry. The more, the better.

For God’s sake, I cried in Happy Feet. In laughter, of course.

And in Harry Potter.

And in Turn Left, Turn Right. God, that was embarrassing. Loved the movie though.

So a cry baby I am. But at least I don’t bawl, unlike some friends I know of. Harumph.