I realised that im a really complicated person. Yesterday, a good friend of mine messaged me, wondering if I would like to go out with him. Strangely earlier that day, I was just thinking about how nice it would be to meet him considering the fact that I haven seen him for more than a year. But upon receiving the message, my very complex brain started processing a hundred and one excuses to avoid going out with him.
Rani thinks im confused but Im not. Or atleast I dont think I am. Things just aint that simple as they appear to be. There's a whole lot of things to worry about other than the usual what the hell do I wear? Most people would call it thinking too much but I beg to differ- its called saving yourself from a whole lot of unnecessary stress and headache.
But come to think of, I kinda regret my decision now. Maybe I am confused.