So, it's been a long time.
With the start of my joint HubPages project with 2 of my NS friends (I'll refrain from advertising my URL here), I now have a new and perhaps more productive avenue through which I can express myself with writing. As such, the blog has largely become obsolete for me, save for the times when I feel the need to express feelings too personal or maybe too gloomy to be weaved into some sort of cash cow. Which I guess is know.
What am I supposed to think when someone considers all his options and then decides to walk away, only to keep poking his head through your window? I want to believe in second chances, but such indecision just reeks of half-heartedness and a lack of genuine commitment. I know that I come from a society which practically obliges me to forgive him, but on a personal level I have always believed that bloodline and age should never be used as excuses for shoddy or even downright callous decision-making. Call me stone-hearted; call me unforgiving, but as things stand right now I would rather weld the door shut than risk another breaking-and-entering. The only reason why the door is still open now is for the sake of humouring the other people involved.
Maybe I've always been this cold-blooded. Maybe I only became like this after the incident. I don't really care for the history lesson anymore.
