Looks like I have forsaken you for very long! It has been more than a month since I last posted anything. I'm such a procrastinator! Never actually found a time to consolidate my thoughts and feelings even though so many things have occurred and I'm dying to let someone know everything but I simply cannot find the right words for it. Or maybe it's more like I'm being plain lazy.
So here I am, finally settling down in the quietness and peace of my bedroom to type this out. Facing the laptop screen, finally hearing my own thoughts and figuring how to put them down in words. That is still a difficult task for me - putting thoughts into words, even though I have done numerous posts before this.
I have come to realise that there are different sides of me that I show different people. It's just a single me, but the way I act around people differ from group to group. It isn't like the groups of people differ by much, they are all friends that I trust and treasure, friends that I would want to remember and create new memories with.
With my friends whom I have known for 5 or more years, I then to be more of the quiet reserve me. I don't speak much unless a question is ask or I am spoken to. Sure, there are specks of playfulness and teasing time to time but that's about it. In front of them, I'm not one to speak up unless it's a one to one conversation. Even if I do, the general conversations do not last.
On the other hand, with the newest group of friends I have made, I tend to be all motherly and yet playfully childish around them. Maybe because majority of them are all older than me? Here, I am one that usually initiate most of the conversations. There are times that I'm quiet and less out-going too, but those times have been brought to a minimal.
Then, there's a me that usually only appears when I'm alone. Free from judgements, free from the public eyes, free from anything. It is a time that I can just let lose, be myself, think for myself. That's when I can be true to myself and let my emotions take a turn for themselves. Even in front of my family I act differently.
A single me, so many acts, so many different sides of me.
Which is really me?
