Failsafe

For the past days I felt there is a need for me to explain myself about being so disconnected with my friends. The problem is I'm being dragged into shying away from the usual me: open. First my mobile phone is currently incapable of sending messages that's why I'm very nonexistent in the SMS world. Then I left Plurk, one of the networking sites where I'm very active that serves as my vessel for my belaboring rants or simple updates. Lately I'm being more reserved and quiet about things because I'm starting to fear that I'm darting that notion my being talkative is already getting into others' nerves. I've always wanted to strike the conversation in a dead-air scene because taking an initiative eventually rouses others to talk but now it has been flipped somehow. I was now the one who needs the push. I toned down even in the littlest things like IM.

These weird theory pushes me to retreat into playing safe because I never wanted to establish myself as an annoyance that deserves the unfollow button be pressed or a friend so misconstrued ends up being ignored. I don't want that to happen and just for the record I'm doing this post because my conscience obliges me to provide a narration why a sudden change transpired even I could greatly notice. You can consider this a defense mechanism of some sort also. I owe those people whom I failed to reply to a sorry. And I miss hanging out with my friends big time. It just so happened that a lot has been taking its toll on me and there are endless of priorities to tend to that I am consistently missing out.

My worries are greatly being amplified by my pretenses and assumptions but its always better to take careful measures but I can assure you this has no bearing with our relationships. It's just one of those steps I just have to make. Now that's what you call acting weird.