Since I was feeling like revealing my long-term lovestruck mind to the public in general, I sent an sms that basically contained the implied meaning that I regretted wasting 4 years not telling her how I felt. The DJs started scolding me from behind that box, and my parents, who didn't know I sent the SMS, cracked a joke. It went like this:

"Imagine, later he send another sms 'My biggest regret now is telling her how i felt about her.' ".

That certainly made my day suddenly be filled with an abundance of sunshine and warmth. Oh, most definitely.

And today presented me with another realization. Nobody sees me as a threat. At all. Apparently I can be present when a secret is revealed to a small group of people, overhear it, and then as the victim mercilessly begs each and every one of the people to not shout it out to the world, I am often mislooked. At times, the revelation is even directed to me, with no warnings to keep my mouth shut. In all scenarios, the group/victim are people whom I directly know. Am I really a 0 reading on the threat scales?

Food for thought, but my brain is frying unhealthy.

-10.31 p.m, 21-5-09