{ She looks good, but she looks finer. }
She looks good, but she looks finer.I have come to discover that, solitude is bliss on many levels. Up till the age of fifteen, I had this notion that nobody could survive alone. In the literal sense, of course not, but emotionally, perhaps. I like having the freedom of space. Being in the house alone, cooking, taking myself to places. Not having to worry about who to call, what time to meet up, and when to return. I love talking but I'm not a very chatty person. I like dressing up but never adhere to trendy styles. I have a deep appreciation for music but do not play a single instrument. I adore my friends even though the distance has caused some degree of detachment. All of which probably stem from my liking of seclusion.Is Mr./Ms. Social Butterfly you? It is certainly not me. I admire people like that though because they have this distinct aura. FYI, the party starts when they arrive. ;) I have met a few unpretentious ones. Being social and having friends by the sheer number of acquaintances is not all that cracked up as it seems. Better yet, being alone is not as horrifying as potrayed. Believe me, I am all for making new friends. Besides, I have to admit it is a lot of fun finding someone on the same plane as you are (humor wise, bitching about phoneys, laughing loudly and all.Not to mention similar musical tastes).Nonetheless, when I get the opportunity to be alone, I embrace it to its fullest extent.My my, I have grown up.Keep it cool, keep it fun, keep it gaaaaaay.
( a l y a a ) @ Thursday, January 05, 2006 / 5:52 pm /