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Friday, 29 January 2016

Being alone

Know what's most fucked up thing ever?

I like being with people, but not being disturbed. How do you say that. I mean... I like to sit with one or a few friends, but them fully concentrating on their own business, and I concentrate on mine. I like that respect, that privacy we coincidentally gave each other. I guess Sam and I are like that.

The main reason I can't study during highschool, is we're all forced to cramp up in a shoebox size classroom. I want the privacy. As in, I don't want people to look at what I'm doing, and make any single sound. And if you're thinking bout the library, there was no privacy in highschool library. As a librarian, every librarian aren't stranger. So no privacy. It sucked. The only alone time is at home. But at certain time, a sibling will come and annoy.

Here in college. I don't know how big is the library. But you can definitely find a spot that there's no one else. And sam's with me and we doing our own things all the time. It's kinda awesome. Coincidentally. Like hey just stay there I'll be there if you need me.

Alone is good.

Sometimes the most awful moments are, when those busy body classmates appear. And they never leave.

Hate putting down whatever I'm trying to do, just to entertain someone and wait for them to leave.

Shoo.

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