Have you wondered, particularly sometimes, what would it take to hold all anxieties back? What would it be like not to wake up to your room-mate’s cacophonous wake up calls the next day? Not to have staggered yourself,half dreamily somewhat anxiously,to your classroom seat? And then on the petty expectations on the events of the day...
Worries rather... that your hair might be falling, somewhat,out of place. Or the extra bit of fat that you’ve been concealing under your trousers might not be your little secret any more. Or the guy, you have been stalking lately,might decide not to show up. Or perhaps the lecturer takes an extra fifteen minutes unto your half-day schedule. Or the “cool” group you’ve been seen lately with,abandons you for no reason.
No?
Perhaps you’d hate to agree. Or it could be just me blabbering.
So,how many of you still do believe it is still a sated life,your one? Where you do not put in an extra bit of effort to get your kohl-lined eyes highlighted,even when the bus is madly honking at your door. Or having made to your classroom finally,not to have worried choosing a sensible seat location that keeps you connected to all the vivacious members you’d want to get noticed with. Or give up on the idea, that the guy you go bonkers over,would not be interesting otherwise. Or perhaps the lecturer who cannot stand your presence,rewards you some generous compliments.
Still no?
Then i presume it might be just me.
It could be just me desperately in an act of trying to fit in a society that doesn’t give you a chance to live per se my personal choices. It could be just be living on fantasies that someday maybe...well, introverts such as me would be at par with pretentious people that rule the land now. It could be just me,sitting idle,available 24x7 on social network awaiting people,that some ugly soul like mine would take notice and relieve me off this burden of being a skeptical social parasite. Well it could just be me...
You might just agree with the last sentence,no?