Hyper Me

Remember once I shared with someone special about how hyper-active a person I am. I need to be engaged in something, at least something, in order to feel good. Otherwise? I'll get grouchy. Once I'm free from doing anything at all, I'll turn into a kid who's just dropped her scoopa vanilla ice-cream, left stranded with an empty and uninteresting cone. The kid will roar into a thunder of wailing I swear.

It didn't come natural to me that I am that hyper-active (currently yet to find the best fitting word). It only occured to me when I started to notice my pattern of emotions not that long ago. I realised that my emotions tend to fluctuate with the amount of activities, physical or brain, I am occupied with at the point of time. I start to feel upset when I have absolutely nothing to do or think about. Tricky part is that the activities to occupy me cannot be anything off my areas of interests. If unoccupied for over a period of time, I will start to feel depressed. Of course, on the other hand, if I am well-occupied enough, I will be radiant ^^

Most of the time, I do not have that many things to do to get me occupied, hence it had soon become my habit to occupy my mind with loads of thoughts - from reflective, to controversial, to imaginative, and to every thing else under the sun. The outlet is...you're looking at one now! Hence you see why my blog entries are always so long? LOL.

Aight, time for bed now...

Oh, and I just won't turn in until I'm absolutely zonked out.

So dya call it hyper-active?

*Ponders*

"I'm gonna go put some alexanders on my posh and becks."

Wot does this mean, anyone?