i don't know what is it with me that people always come to me when they're troubled. despite my apparent lack of wisdom and ice-cold heart, they still make me their unofficial counsellor.
don't get me wrong, i don't mind them doing this at all. it just makes me wonder why is it that it's this way.
i have a double bed, and i'm ALWAYS sitting/sleeping/studying on the right side of the bed. my housemates are always randomly coming into my room, slipping under the duvet beside me and then take a nap/cry/start telling me about something. i find it rather bizarre that they find talking to me comforting when all i do is smile and say they'll be grand, don't worry too much, and other crappy/useless things.
i'm glad that i can be of some use to my friends though...
...back to Anatomy.
2 comments:
Hurm, now that you've mentioned it, i start to wonder jugak, why ek? or maybe the right ques would be, what's with your housemates, really? i mean, what are they expecting from you? counseling and atiqah, I dont see how those two fit. hahhaha ;p
iloveyouanyway
crazy woman. <3
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