so i'm back to writing here again. so soon huh? i guess my writing will come in bouts cuz of how i feel and if i've got anything to write at all.

just got back from the scout's barbeque and mock-campfire. met a seemingly decent and nice guy there, but while he seemed interested in the beginning, didn't pursue anything later on. he looked exactly like my type - rather decent looking, wears glasses, speaks well and seems grounded. drives a mercedes, no less...haha. anyways, only found out bout the mercedes bit when i left. we worked together on a short skit for the campfire, together with my aunt, cousins and a couple of other scout leaders.

dang...what's up with me? why do i keep feeling so weird bout guys and stuff like that? am i just envious of the people who look so happy with their better halves? or am i just plain desperate? i refuse to admit to the latter...so it's probably the former. looking at how sweet my cousin and his girlfriend are to each other is just so heartwarming. i'll bet anyone who sees them together will wish they had the kinda relationship those two have.