Can animals sleep at will?
And if they don't, what do they think of when they fall asleep?
What do they think of when they are not currently satisfying one of their needs?
Do they think?
Or is it just this eerie silence?
That dude had Takuto's voice...but whose voice was it before it was Takuto's?
Who the hell is that person?
Why the hell even bother?
1/2 Prince always makes me smile. It is so absurd in its own way and unlike the manhua, the quality of the novel doesn't drop after the first three volumes. So I decided to be awesome and try out my skills in calligraphy. They're quite horrible but they look fancy from afar. So I call it an almost success.
The trip to Kihnu was quite interesting, especially when we were outside with a small group, away from prying ears and shivering in the cold. We drew some sort of weird confession circle and although it didn't seem to work at first, it started working when violence became the topic. This was followed by a sort of awkward half an hour where my classmate, who had been attending my previous school as well, confessed that he felt really guilty for what he had done to me in primary school(I am seriously doubting that this is the right word for it, but since I can't come up with a better word, I'll leave it at that). Considering that he has always been just someone tagging along the group, not actually bullying me(although he claims otherwise), it was really easy for me to shrug it off. I've never been really concerned with the bullying my classmates did to me(there have been several occasions where I have been reduced to tears, but honestly, I usually have just viewed them as idiots and ignored them when it came to it), so him going on and on how he knows that feeling as well, because they have done the same to him and he took it to heart unlike me(because by that time, I had told him several times of how I could care less about it). But well, I can't blame him really. I've been at that point where people who I thought of as my friends have bullied me as well so I know what it probably must have felt like for him. But it was some sort of a new experience, because it turned out that all of us had been sort of bullied except this one lovely girl who was lucky enough to get into a nice class.
But this bullying thing made me remember to a conclusion I came to in fifth grade. At one point in school, I just realized that I'm different from others. And no matter how much I try, I will probably never manage to fit in with the 'normal' people. So I kind of stopped trying. And look where I am right now. On the brink of insanity(it's like trying to regain balance above a cliff where falling to one side means falling into complete darkness and the other side is filled with snakes. Sometimes it can be quite bothersome.)
I didn't mean to make this post so depressive, but it is hard to come up with a happy topic right now. I should never listen to myself. Don't worry, it's fine by now, you probably won't be able to get depressed all over again...Yeah. The world is Sunshine and butterflies. Not really. I must definitely sleep on it. Because sleep always helps.
I'm longing to have a proper conversation with a certain person right now, but that seems to be impossible at the moment. And I have a feeling a lot of people will misunderstand this.
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