Just came back in…. went to the airport to see Jorey off. Another week of alone time for me but it’s actually not something I dread coz I was never one who craved for social interaction. I’m actually lousy at it and often find myself avoiding it. Does that make me anti-social? Nah… maybe just terribly shy hehe coz I’m pretty sociable with people I already know. I just don’t like the effort that comes with making small talk. If you can have conversations with yourself you don’t really need small talk with other people. Though sometimes, I think I’m conversing with myself too much and forget that I’m talking to me so instead of the conversation being just in my thoughts there are times I get carried away and find myself talking out loud alone while waiting for the bus or while inside the mrt. I do find some people giving me a confused look thinking I was talking to them. Yeah, I think that’s kinda creepy too so I should be conscious about that.

Anyhoo, enough insight… Jorrr always buys me magazines to get me through weeks of solitude. But he’s already bought me the august issues of her world and female for his trip last July so I told him I’ll just get myself something else to read. So I went by the bookstore before coming home and got myself a copy of The Buffet Way (since I’m almost through with Essays of Warren Buffet – don’t ask me why I’m reading it or if I’ve learned something from it. The thing with stuff like these is it’s soo easy to recite the theory. But learning and knowing are different things. But it’s a good way to kill time) and of course the august issue of Teen Vogue.