how, holding a bunch of colourful balloons on Orchard Road, you're suddenly the receipient of much attention, from kids and their smiling parents alike; once the balloons are all given out though, and all you have are the cards advertising the event, you're avoided like the plague by scowling parents pulling their children out of the way.
how just 22 minutes (we counted) with a bunch of my favouritest people can make your entire week. Adding to that the fact that they actually stopped my mum's car to convince her to let me go. Just for 22 minutes. And then walk me back. :)
how, within one afternoon, one's mood can swing from pensive to exhilarated, totally relaxed and at ease to tense and edgy.
how people who only have a shared experience in common still warm in the company of each other 3 years (gasp!) on.
how, when a 2 year dream is about to be actualised, it's not really excitement but a tinge of fear on anxiety one feels.
how at 12nn I decide that I realised I'm not really made for non-platonic relationships, and at 12.03pm I decide I take that back.
how someone I've known for years has become someone I don't know at all.
how the length of time you know a person doesn't affect in the slightest the amount of missing that will happen when the person's gone.
how I long for a deep relationship with one person, and yet never stick around long enough, emotionally, to let that happen.
how, when you ask me about this later, I'm gonna say I'm fine, really. And mean it.
Edit: Bf criteria has been cut down to 2. Emotionally stable and smarter than me. I need to look up to a guy in more ways than the one I have no choice with.