The Metro Diary

If there's one, underlying, thing I've learned over the past couple of months or so, it's the fact that I do not go well with any groups, even with people. I don't really know why, but as far as I can remember I've always been the outcast, the one always left alone ever since elementary or so. I'm in college now and, although I've been making strides in becoming more friendly with people, I still really find myself as someone distant from the others. Just like what happened earlier, it was our physical education class and we were in this bowling arena. The day started out so great, to be honest, but never had I expected that it would end this horribly. So going back, my class and I were in this bowling arena and for the first few moments I was pretty cool with them all, cracking jokes and laughing with the group. That was until the class started and we were supposed to be in groups. I'm not sure what the maximum number of players were in a group, but I...

.......  ..umm..I have received some very disturbing news today and, well, let's just say that it shook my core..  It was around 3:20 when I heard the news, when she told me that she immediately decided to decline my request because she heard something bad about me..  ..ummm..yeah, it's over, time to go into a spiraling depressed jam-packed with dark thoughs and an endless amount of depression..  Like Tom in the movie 500 Days of Summer, I need to be depressed and be a lump of yyyy again..I think we deserve this..

I've been browsing blogs on Blogger lately and I found out that most of the blogs I've visited were abandoned, dead, but happy blogs. Most (Well, all) of the blogs I've visited are about their respective families, careers and some of them even contain happy memories. It's saddens me to see such blogs being abandoned like that, maybe people just became too busy. Anyways, most of the blogs I've visited were filled with story, they were filled with humor, happiness, joy and other things like that. I envied them, the people who took beautiful pictures and those who had a nice life. I just wish I could write happy or joyful memories in my blog. I could post a few awesome pictures or my surroundings. Tell wonderful stories. Share beautiful moments. Stuff like that. It's too bad though. I see other people writing about how their day was going out so happily, or they got married and there were fireflies in the night, fancy-looking houses, awesome travels to...