It's in the air, people.

Yep, I promised myself I won't get jealous. But it is becoming more evident that if there's a will, there's a way. Maybe my knowledge of not being reciprocated in our high school English class just goes to show that I have been numb all these years, and surprisingly, have been number throughout the years. What's funny is that, I'm beginning to not care about not caring, and I'm just following wherever the wind is taking me. I think this has something to do with my apple juice moment, wherein I had this sinking feeling that futility and worrying about it is taking too much of my precious freedom. I am feeling better about myself, and more confident that even if I cannot be dependent right now, I'm going to have to learn the good side of it later in life. At least I'm optimistic about it. :)