Introvert

a friend of mine told me that i am an introvert..

in my defence, i told him that i do socializing, facebooking, tweeting n what not..a lot of things i did publically.what else he wants me to do?

i guess he is of the view that i am as what he said because people would always wonder what is actually on my mind n what i am actually feeling deep down inside..

i prefer to keep things to myself...well ALMOST.but the most private things, only i would know.it saves a lot of energy and effort and also tears coz shud i share it with someone, no one would actually understand what i'm feeling.at the end of the day, we are in control of our own deeds n feeling.n if i shatter inside, only me myself and i would really understand what i'm going through.

*sigh*

i seldom write now. my passion in blogging had ceased along with my cessation in my obsession to certain things.i no longer regard few things as my fascination.yep..ppl might've heard this and only one thing would cloud their mind..blv me, they are not wrong.

as much as i try not to hurt so much, that "much" is also undoubtfully killing me inside.sorry i can't do more than i've ever described in previous entries (in my old blog) as i'm not that good with words, but all i can say is, i am empty now.

i'm empty, i feel empty, empty.

i can't talk much on it.

i try to be as cool as i dont know who.

i try to fake a smile.

but i can't.

the sincere smile from my face is gone..i dont know how to smile properly again.forget about laughing cause laughter is long gone..