On the return trip from Compass Point yesterday, I had felt immensely lonely. Normally I love traveling in the bus alone. I love the feeling of knowing I’m going somewhere, that I’ve a destination, and the fact that i'm alone makes me feel that i'm self-dependent. For those short moments in the bus, I feel like all the cars going by, everyone had a place to go, something to do. But yesterday was different, I felt all alone, I know no one else out there, but everyone else out there seem to know someone. I hate that kind of feeling, and perhaps i do know why I am feeling that way.
I’ve been losing a lot of friends. Friends who meant a lot to me. It’s so ironical that I’d managed to make everyone angry with me, when I’d tried so hard to be a nice person. Perhaps I tried too hard. *LOL* I always tell myself how everyone else’s opinion of me isn’t important, what matters is that I know I‘m right, that I only have to be answerable to my own actions. But perhaps it’s just human that one doesn’t like to be dimmed the social outcast, to be misunderstood of their characters., etc.. I simply don’t like the feeling of knowing that someone out there hates me, someone out there held unjust opinions of me. Sometimes I can picture, when I die, all the people around me will be there rejoicing over my death. What a scary thought.
Maybe I think and worry too much. But it’s still a fact that friends are constantly entering and leaving my life. No one stays. I fear that when I’m old and I look back on my past, all I have are memories of people leaving me. Fuck, why the hell do I always worry so much??! *Shudders* I hate it especailly when people tell me, there's no suck thing as an everlasting friendship. I beg to differ from that opinion. I know that if we can just try, somehow, sometime, we'd all be able to find everlasting friendships. There is only person who actually believe in me that i'd be able to have everlasting friendship, and I love him for that. (Thanks for believing in me, if you're reading this.)