Alone~

I used to think that people who ate alone are sad. Nobody wantz to be their frenz, and they have nobody to run to, to show off their latest purchase at the craziest bargainz. I used to think, I will never be like that, that I would rather bash my head on a rock than to be seen in public alone.

Now, I befriended loneliness. Once in awhile, it feelz rather refreshing to go shopping alone, strolling down town walking into every shop with nobody telling you that it's a colossal waste of time, that the size I want is too small, that the colour or design is too outrageous. It pleasez me to know that I have something that doesn't blend in with what society seez me in. I couldn't care lesser. I stress, ONCE IN AWHILE.

Don't you juz adore the people who invented mp3 playerz? It's the best companion to have when you're out and about, spending time with yourself. Thankz to the music bleeding into my earz, I can hardly hear my own thoughtz. Kudoz to the iPod~~

Being alone... Sometimez, it's not that bad. I juz needed to figure it out on my own~ Everything and everybody around me seem to be moving at warp speed. The craziness not only took on a life of its own, but in all probability, has its own political system by now. Those people were not sad and lonely and caustic, they juz wanted some goddamn peace.