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Strength

so anyways .. yesterday was quiet a fun day ... enjoyed a b'day party, met my maternal  relatives (again) .
so i was sitting alone deep into my so called thoughts ..
i dont know  what induced it but probably out of no where I thought of dancing ..
( u dont know what it feels like when u want to but u just cant ) and then it hit me that i cant ..just yet..
It was an impeccable  timing for the thought because exactly at that moment , a sister of mine decided that it was her fav no. and she wanted me to tag along. so as the situation appeared itself  i decided that its better not to..( c'mon  i know that u just might be thinking that i should try but im pretty sure i wont look good fallen on a dance floor)
well thats that..
Been into thoughts for last 2 nights and cant yet decide ...
it so happens that i met many ppl during this so called vacation of mine.
i have met many ppl and im not bragging but most of them were girls..anyways ..
u see that fb is a form of connection and i chat a lot  (im the most free and unoccupied person :P )
anyways  so i dont know what i could have done to deserve such an ignorance but sometimes they appear to have seen the msg and dont reply
( at all ) but i still insist on .. (call me a pile on if u wish to :P) now .. that chain of events has lead to my insatiable desire to talk to her..
and since 2 days now im feeling weak and inability to control the hunger to talk to her..to listen to that sweet "hei" again 
but i guess i need to stay strong ...i know for sure that its just an infatuation  for the feeling is not so strong ..
but yet i am a blind optimist ..plenty of fish in the sea .. :P
only one is supposed to catch me  :P
dont know why i dont write those rhyming lines in my notes any more
but i know who is a reason someone who pushed me to change my ideas :P 
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