date: Sunday, June 22, 2008
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Remember the little boy story? ...well...who cares if you read this. Most probably you're not and will dismiss this post as a waste of time anyway.
The little boy went to a party.
He was invited, though he wasn't that close a friend to the person.
Still, out of courtesy, he got a present for the person.
He knew roughly what the person liked, yet he can't be too sure he was right.
Still, out of courtesy, he bought what he thought was a nice present.
The day came, and the little boy went to the party.
The party wasn't exactly robust, but neither was it really dead.
Still, out of courtesy, he tried to interact with the others...at least, those he knew.
But, it didn't quite work out and the little boy sat in a corner and started reading a book he brought along.
It was lonely, sitting there reading a book alone, but he couldn't really do anything.
Still, out of courtesy, he went for the cake cutting session.
He clustered with the people he knew, and stood at a distance from the birthday person.
He did so not because he was cold and emotionless, but because he was shy.
The birthday song soon came along.
The boy muttered out the words softly, knowing that he daren't sing out loud...even if anyone coaxed him to do so.
The cake was soon cut and it was not long before the boy had to leave.
He soon left, with some other people that he knew.
But once again, after approximately 5 minutes later, he was all alone again...walking.
So, the boy walked...and pondered...
Sometimes I wonder what is going on in my life. Sometimes, I wonder what I'm doing to my life. Putting up a facade is something I'm great at doing, yet at no time am I supposed to put it down, lest the consequences that follow it. How I wish there was a butterfly effect in my life, where I could hav changed some things that I had done and make them right. Like, paying attention and being more social. And being less contradictory in my own life. I'm sorry...really. (I hope the person reads my blog...or even visit it.)
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